CHAPTER 20
All three retired to bed early that night, out of sheer boredom. After exhausting all possibilities of card games, they took it in turns to shower and change. Soon, Lisa and Hermione were sleeping in the double bed, and Draco was reclining easily in the single bed.
Draco sighed, and turned over in bed. He heard a light sound of snoring- either Lisa or Hermione was asleep.
Turning over, he suddenly locked gaze with two deep brown eyes.
Oh. So Lisa was asleep.
'What are you staring at me for?' he asked, teasingly.
Hermione rolled her eyes in a playful manner.
'Wondering where you get all that extra flab from,' she responded. 'Just kidding!' she added, hastily, as a look of horror appeared in Draco's eyes. He looked relieved.
'Don't scare me like that,' he muttered.
Hermione giggled. 'You are so full of yourself,' she muttered.
'No I'm not,' Draco replied, annoyed.
Hermione sighed and turned over a little. A glint of worry came into her eyes.
'What's the matter?' Draco asked, in an unusually gentle voice.
'I was just thinking about...everything,' Hermione replied, quietly. 'You know- the attack. And tomorrow.'
'Tomorrow...' Draco sighed. 'I can't believe I'm actually getting married.'
He paused and considered her for a moment. Then he shifted over in his bed, and patted the place next to him.
'Coming?"
'What?'
He shrugged. 'I can't hold a conversation with you half way across the room. Join me.' He said, simply.
Hermione hesitated for a moment, and then quickly clambered out of bed. As she slipped into his, and pulled the sheets to her chin, she heard him sigh.
'Now what's the matter with you,' she asked, in a slightly teasing voice.
'I was just thinking about...everything,' he said, in a high-pitched voice, mocking her.
She laughed and tapped his head.
'Very funny, Mr. Malfoy.'
'Isn't it?' he smirked.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
'So anyway,' she said, snuggling under the sheets. 'How's work?'
'It's okay,' Draco replied, half-heartedly.
'And your mom?'
He jerked.
'My mom? What about her?'
Hermione looked slightly startled.
'I just wanted to know how she was.'
'Oh. Oh, she's fine.'
'That's good.'
There was another pause between them. Then Hermione spoke.
'Do you remember that man who came to our reception...Adrian Chadwick?' she asked.
'Yes,' Draco replied, non-commitedly.
'Well...I just wanted to know something about him.'
'What?'
'Well, Lisa says that she's related to someone called Adrian Chadwick,' Hermione said, thinking fast. 'But she isn't a pureblood. Is it-.'
'Possible? No.' Draco replied.
'Tell me about him. It could be for all you know.'
'No it couldn't. Well, I don't know much about him to tell you the truth. He's a very distant relative of mine. He works in the ministry, but I'm not sure where. He's a bachelor. He's never married.'
'So basically you know close to nothing about him,' Hermione muttered.
'Yep,' Draco replied, easily. 'Why do you care?'
'I don't. Drop it.'
There was another silence between them. Hermione suddenly began to feel very sleepy. Her eyes fluttered, and shut, and soon she was falling fast asleep.
