He glared at the boy and tried to find his wand to curse him, but something in the calmness of his gaze stopped him. Had Dean double crossed the stupid red-head? The boy grinned at him as if he had guessed his thoughts and draco visibly relaxed, suddenly relieved that the necko was unharmed, for the most part. Draco's eyes wandered over the rest of the room and stopped when he saw Hermione. She was laying on another bed close by and seemed to be having a nightmare.