"’Great,’’ a shy smile was offered. It’s brand new territory for both of them: to discuss without spite or any form of assault in their verbiage. Still, Hermione could think of very few things that were as heart-warming as a half-broken and shy smile from Draco Malfoy. "’Back to the room and more seriously, curfew at midnight as you suggested is fine by me. I’m a light sleeper. Pick up after ourselves, and take a reasonable amount of time in the bathroom, I think we should be great roommates. Maybe knock before we enter to avoid another er,  tragic sightseeing.’’ At the mention of that accident, Hermione shook her head as if to dissipate the image of a very naked and well-endowed Malfoy. Not well-endowed. Merlin! Just naked. Naked Malfoy. A very fit, naked Malfoy. 