The next morning Harry stumbled out of bed and rubbed his eyes. Draco laid there snoring with his foot hanging out of the bed. Drool, coming out of his mouth. Harry grabbed the garbage bucket and sat it to the side of Draco. He knew Draco would need it after last night, no matter what he said. Harry stood over Draco and watched him sleep, he look very hung-over, but still, Harry had a weird feeling, Draco looked, some what different to him. Then suddenly there was a knock at the door. Harry ran down stairs and opened the door. There, in his door way, stood Hermione. "Hermione?" Harry asked. "Yes darling!" Hermione shouted and jumped into Harry's arms. "What are you doing here?" Harry asked almost suspiciously. "I couldn't stand another night without you. Oh… its just so good to see you Harry" Hermione kissed him tightly. Just then there kiss was interrupted when Aunt Petunia walk in the front room. "What is going on here, Harry?" she said.
Aunt Petunia was a frail thin women. She had a grey streak through her hair now and now that Dudley moved away with the first mail-order bride that would take him, Harry was left to look after her. "Um… Aunt Petunia, you know Hermione" Harry said. "Oh yes… the Witch" Aunt Petunia said putting such a harsh tone in her voice. "its good to see you again Mrs. Petunia" Hermione said gladly "Yeah… Harry, bring me up a cup of tea, I'm going back to bed." Petunia said waving her hand and up the stair she went.
"Wow, you are so nice to her, you don't have to be you know?" Harry said facing Hermione. "I know, but she has been awfully depressed after Vernon went, and… not even she can spoil how happy I am to see you" Hermione said hugging Harry tight. "Um… well take a seat, I'm going to get Petunia a cup of hot tea, would you like some?" Harry said walking into the kitchen. "No thank you dear… but… Sweetie have you been drinking?" Hermione said puckering her lips together.
Harry stopped suddenly. He smelt his breathe, it smelt like the liquor on Draco's breathe last night. DRACO! Harry thought. Harry rushed up stairs and into his room. Draco was gone, his window was open.He… must have left Harry thought
"good" he whispered under his breathe, trying to make himself sound convinced he was truly happy he was gone. "Hey… watcha looking at?" Hermione said standing behind him, wrapping her arms around him.
"I was just….nothing." Harry said turning to face her. "You know darling, we should move the marriage date up sooner." Hermione said smiling. "Oh? What did you have in mind?" Harry asked. "I was thinking… this weekend, I'm mean, what are we waiting for? I love you, you man." Hermione said in a rush.
Harry looked back at the crumpled sheets. "Yes, I think that's a good idea." Harry said looking back at her