"Hermione? Are you still awake?" Draco asked, squeezing her upper arm awkwardly with his hand and she nodded her head against his chest. "Maybe you should go... You don’t want to fall asleep down here again," he said as though the words had to be dragged out of him against his will, arm hot around her. Hermione smiled dreamily and shrugged against the weight of Draco’s arm.