Home.~Needless to say when Luna came into their train compartment that evening on their way back to Hogwarts and saw them passed out, she smiled softly. Hermione's head on Draco's shoulder while he lay his on top of hers, both deeply sleeping. Their hands laced together, the hold never lessening.Fate seemed to smile down upon them finally, Luna thought and closed the door without any sound. Needing to get out of there because the air around felt heavy and intimate, definitely powerful.