When they were changed into soft pyjamas (Draco borrowing a pair of Harry’s, though the trousers weren’t quite long enough and his ankles peaked out the bottom) and had brushed their teeth, they both stood side by side looking at Harry’s bed, contemplating how best to fit. In the end, Draco lay on his back to one edge of the bed, while Harry lay mostly on his front on top of Draco, his head resting in the centre of Draco’s chest, with Draco’s arms wound round his shoulders. Draco pulled his wand free and used it to tug the curtains into place around them. With two more sharp flicks of his wand, he settled both a privacy charm and a silencing spell into place, and they were as isolated as it was possible for them to be in the middle of a boy’s dormitory.