"That upset? I’ve gotten better." he said smugly, making her snort. She put the letter down and sipped a hot tea with a sigh, while she would have loved to have told them herself she had been thoroughly distracted by Draco. It was just a few hours before they would be going to his Manor via a portkey now delivered to his own place by her by his own parents. She wondered if he had told them she was his mate, or vice versa. It took a long time before the two finally pushed past the crowd, after signing a ton of poorly produced photos or books or anything really which left her frowning. Hermione had been here for days and hardly anyone asked her for her autograph, none in fact. So much for her hero status. Ron was more soaking in the praise making her grimace and lean further into Draco.