If she hadn’t been deliriously tired, Hermione would have come up with a clever retort, but she didn’t have the wherewithal to deal with Draco at the moment, so she settled for getting into bed beside him, jostling him as much as she could, and was not satisfied until she elicited a "god Granger – ow, fuck –  stop " that Draco sputtered out as he clutched his healing ribs. 