Draco was nowhere to be seen when Hermione opened her eyes the next morning. She was thankful that she didn't have to talk to him again so soon after their unnerving evening. There was a great deal on her mind that she wanted to sort through before she was forced to endure another conversation with the wizard again. Despite not asking her if it was all right to do so and despite having a warm, comfortable home where he could find shelter instead, he'd slept on the ground only a few meters away. His reasons were still unclear for the late night visit. Her addled mind wondered if it was his own particular way of ensuring that she remained safe in the forest by herself. The man was a mystery she wasn't sure she'd ever be able to solve.