She didn't know why she was moving her sleeping bag away from the other sleeping Ravenclaws, she would surely be caught if not immediately by a prefect or teacher then definitely in the morning when her blue and bronze sleeping bad stood out in a sea of green and silver. She might just be afraid of being as close to the entrance as she was, the Slytherins were furthest from the door, that would definitely be a viable excuse. With that settled in her mind she carefully creeped across the floor until she reached the sleeping form of Vincent Crabbe. He certainly wasn't the nicest person in the room nor the brightest, but they had grown up in the same circles. Purebloods all knew each other in some way or another. Her mother had a second cousin who married into the Pucey family which made her something like 7th cousins a few times removed from Crabbe's second cousin. It was complicated but it was enough of a relation that they had become childhood playmates when very extended family gatherings were held.
So yes, she felt safest around Crabbe when it came down to who she would want to be near if Sirius Black broke in looking to kill Potter. Black was a mass murderer and Vincent was just a little rough around the edges, underneath it all beyond house prejudice he had a heart and Padma Patil fell asleep knowing that Vincent Crabbe wouldn't let anything happen to her.
Written for TrueBeliever831's 5 Drabbles Competition
Pairing: Padma/Crabbe
Prompt: Underneath it all