Hermanonie slipped out of her curtained box and quietly tiptoed to Red Group's door. She whispered a deafening spell on Harry before she left.
"Maldono? Draco Maldono? Are you here?" She whispered.
A small shadowy figure turned from behind a pillar.
"I am here, Hermanonie. I told you I would be here and it is here that I am." He replied.
"Oh, Draco. I'm so happy to see you. I have embarrassing photographs and audio recordings of Potty Potter that we can watch and listen to together. It's going to be a wonderful Christmas." Hermanonie said with glee and strong infatuation for Draco Maldono.
Draco Maldono slowly and seriously turned to Hermanonie.
"Hermanonie," he asked, "are you… vegan?".
A look of embarrassment flooded her face, followed by composure and a serious response.
"Draco, I," she paused, "I'm not a vegan, my parents are. I despise their lifestyle. But I must confess, I am not vegan but I am a…Satanist" she finished.
"Hermanonie. I am shocked. I would never have guessed you were a Satanist. I feel so free. I too am a Satanist. It runs in my family, except for my Catholic aunt who was evil despite her godly inclination. She laughed at poor people and called them "laughs of love". They cried and she cheered. It was quite inspired" Draco said.
Oh Draco, your aunt sounds delightful, I hope I can meet her one day," She said.
"She's dead." Draco said.
"Nevermind!" Hermanonie said happily, breaking the serious atmosphere.
Smiles flooded both of their faces and they embraced in the hallway, in the late night glow of the floating candle lights.