She was terrified to see him, especially with everything that had happened tonight. She wondered how he would act around her. Laying down on her bed, she pictured him with a cold expression. Lips firmly shut together as his eyes would bore into hers from across the table. There was no way she would be able to fall asleep tonight. Closing her eyes, she tried to remain still, but the wandering of Draco's touch was imprinted on her skin. He had made her feel like his. She felt complied with him. Even if it was for a couple of minutes. She wanted more. Her body twisted and turned, the bed making loud squeaky noises. Esme mind wandered to the million scenarios that could play out. She felt sick, her stomach-churning. Curling her body together, she pushed to the end of the bed, gripping the top of the sheet cover tightly, as shivers rang down her spine, making her body shudder.