She wandered over to the bed, and vacillated over whether to shake him awake or not. CHUM was not off to a promising start. As she stared at him, debating the matter, Hermione got side-tracked. She had never seen Draco like this before. Fast asleep, fingers on his left and only hand twitching slightly as he mumbled something unintelligible. His eyebrows were strikingly dark in comparison to his hair, a sheaf of which fell over his forehead and into his eyes as he shifted his head on the pillow.