Draco is delighted when Hermione falls asleep leaning against his chest on his broom. There couldn’t be more convincing evidence of her trust in him. He’s tired too, but there’s a lot still ahead of him before he can rest. It’s dusk when he lands the broom gently on a hill overlooking Malfoy Manor, but well outside the warded walls. Everything around his family estate appears quiet. That may mean something or nothing.