Hermione awoke, stretching to ease her tense muscles in her back and neck. Sitting up, she looked at the open door. hadn't she closed it? She thought. Obviously not. As she stretched again, two gentle hands began to massage her back, then they rose to her neck and smoothed the tense knot of muscle. She sighed with relief then turned slightly.

"Thanks Draco, I needed that!"

"My pleasure Mione," he laughed then kissed her cheek, "Anytime."

Just as Hermione began to doze off again, Draco lightly nudged her arm.

"Should I get us something to eat Mione?"

"Mmm hmmmm..."

Draco nodded slightly and got up. He started towards the door but paused and turned back, a puzzled expression on his face.

"How? I mean, house elves are one thing, but how do muggles..."

Hermione laughed softly. She extended her hand to Draco, who pulled her up.

"Poor Malfoy." She joked, "Doesn't know how to survive in the muggle world. Now listen here Malfoy," Her face took on a look of mock- seriousness. "Haven't I told you I need my beauty sleep?"

Draco raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow and gave her a look of disgust.

"You're so ugly you make Snape seem like a Veela. I don't think a beauty sleep would help at all." A pillow was thrown promptly at him. Draco laughed and caught it.

"I love it when you're angry."

"I think I'm going to be sick." Came a particularly revolted voice from the door.