It had been around seven in the morning when exhaustion had fallen upon Claire; her mind had shut down from the immense pressure and placed her in a deep sleep hoping it would calm her frantic nerves. As soon as her eyes drifted shut and her breathing went slow and deep his own eyes followed suit, quickly entering his own dream world. It wasn't until much later that, just like an early morning at a factory, his mind booted itself on and slowly his body felt, heard, and smelled his surroundings. He first noticed the soft pillow under his head, the aroma of violets in the room almost intoxicating.

Next, the warm body that was pressed against his own stretched and moved closer to him, a content sigh came right after. Lastly he detected the sound of dishes clattering and the scent of bacon, eggs, toast and syrup infiltrated his nose almost as quickly. He brought the covers over him and slowly opened his eyes, a bit blurry at first but blinking a few times he was left staring at Claire's neck, the hot air under the covers from their body heat was suffocating yet nice. Draco turned around and when he peeked out from the covers his stomach growled mincingly when he stared at the tray loaded with food.

A breakfast buffet was on the nightstand, another small table had been conjoined to allow the server to place all the food near them. He reached over and took a piece off one of the toast's and stuck it into his mouth, quickly devouring it and moving on to the plate. "Hey you, leave some for me." Draco turned around, his cheeks stuffed with cheesy omelet bits and toast causing Claire to laugh at his funny expression. She leaned on him and wrapped her arms around his right one, rubbing her nose on his shoulder.

He passed her his plate silently telling her to take it but she shook her head no and seemed to doze off without so much as another word. He had eaten as much as his stomach could take and left enough for her for when she would wake up so he laid back and fell his mind overcome with sleep again.

Claire had been awake for an hour now, staring out of her window at the lowering sun that left yellow's, orange, and pinks in its wake. To her right Draco snored lightly and shifted around every once in a while and now laid with one leg over the covers and an arm splayed over him. She turned away from the sight of her window and looked at him now, chuckling at how strange and innocent the great Draco Malfoy looked at the moment. She leaned forward and pressed her lips on his jaw then slid her hand to his cheek, running the soft skin of her fingers through his hair. He let out a small 'hmm' and wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him allowing her to place her head on his.

"Draco." Claire whispered into his blonde locks, waking up the young man. "What is it?" He mumbled and buried himself into the crook of her neck. Her fingers stopped caressing his head for a moment to think on what she was going to tell him and felt his own fingers slide over the skin of her waist. "Thank you… for staying here with me." Draco lifted his right hand and rubbed it over his eyes. It had been a while since he had slept for so long and peaceful and he could still feel his stomach was heavy from the late breakfast he had eaten. "Did you eat yet?" Claire laughed at that and looked at the tray where the leftover food had turned cold hours ago.

"Why, did you want to eat my plate to?" Her thumb passed over one of his eyebrows and then his eyelid noticing how his eyes closed in pleasure. "You should eat, your mind is stressing out and you need food to relieve some stress off your body." He stretched his arms and legs, cracking many bones in the process and stared up at the ceiling which glowed with millions of tiny stars and other planets that were scattered around the vast ceiling. Claire dragged her leg over his body and sat on his hips, the red velvet covers sat on top of her shoulders as she looked down on him. Her eyes spoke a secret message, one he tried to decipher but it didn't take much thinking to what she was saying when she got up and her feet silently patted towards the bathroom door and her shirt hit the floor in the process.

Draco stood up quickly and with a hesitant step moved over to the bathroom door where water was rushing into the tub and warm steam rose through the small space she had left opened. The door creaked open and he stared at her back that was facing him, her long brown hair was pulled up in a bun on the top of her head and she passed a red sponge over her arm. Yesterday nights clothes appeared on the floor as he submerged himself into the water coming up for air quickly; his blonde fringe hovered over his eyes as droplets of clear water dripped down his face. Claire did not waste any time and grabbed his face in her hands and brought him to her lips, a content sound coming from both of them.

They moved against each other in an almost hungry way, their bodies molding into one as he pressed her against the wall of the circular tub. Her head leaned back as he nipped at her chest, pleasing her in a way only he could. Legs wrapped around his waist and Claire could faintly hear the sound of the water around them sloshing to the rhythm he kept and then the pleased groan as his body shivered from his tense release. Noticing her nails had dug into his back she smoothed out her hand over his back and looked at his face which was resting on her shoulder.

"I missed this." Claire laughed when she styled his hair so that it would be sticking up in an odd fashion, the ends of the strands limped down seeing that there was nothing there to hold it up. "You're still mad at me though." She sighed and rolled her shoulder; he had caused it to bang against the porcelain tub a couple of times, and looked into his strange colored gray eyes. "After last night I'm not sure how mad I am anymore, it seems to me we have bigger problems than the people I hang out with." A shiver ran through her body as she thought of the odd man the night before whose gaze penetrated her. She could remember how Harry, Ron and Hermione spoke to her one late night about what had happen at the building of Ministry of Magic and how Voldemort was back yet the Ministry denied everything even though they had seen him with their very own eyes. When the new Hogwarts year had begun the very first day Dumbledore had announced that there was going to be a new Defense of the Dark Arts: Dolores Umbridge, a woman that at first glance she had already disliked her.

"I didn't expect you to fall into this but it seems he has taken an interest in you." Draco grabbed the red sponge that was floating by him and squeezed out some of the foam. He grabbed one of her arms and passed it over gently still deep in thought. "Are you actually going to join them?" She whispered softly as she stared at his movements, every single one of them gentle and thoughtful but his eyes seemed to harden at that. "I'm going to have to… for my family's name. Their thinking of making me one of them next year since right now they're just getting everything in plan." Claire hummed in acknowledgement and dropped her arm in the water. "And what do you think he wants from me?"

Draco moved over and sat next to her, his hand finding hers under the water. "I'm not sure but I promise you I won't let him hurt you." She leaned forward and kissed him and gently nibbled his bottom lip. "We'll have to head to Hogwart's tomorrow so I'm guessing things will be back to the normal right?" It wasn't easy for neither of them whenever they would pass by each other in the hallways or sit near one another in classes and spit out sarcastic remarks in front of their friends because truth be told ever since their first year everyone had labeled them enemies, even though that had been the truth until their fourth year in school where the two had somehow connected.

"Yup I guess your back to being called Dupree rather than Claire." He grinned childishly at her to which she couldn't help but laugh at that.