She said, a little abruptly, but answering his next question nheless. ‘I thought you needed the space.’

‘I did tell him that. I told you that too. Hell, I think I told everyone that.’ Draco wasn’t angry, not anymore. He knew his friends just wanted what they thought was best for him. At the end of the day, the only one who really knew him was himself.

‘I know. I guess we’re all just suckers for a happy ending.’ She sighed. ‘Hey, it’s getting late, do you mind if I stay for tonight?’

‘Of course not. Take my room, I’ll take the sofa. You should floo Ron though, let him know in case he worries.’ Draco offered her a tired smile and gave her some privacy to floo- call her husband while he went to get some spare blankets for himself. It took him a few minutes to find them since he hadn’t needed them since he’d moved in.

He passed Hermione again in the tiny little hallway and she caught his arm as she passed.

‘You’re a good man Draco, and you deserve to be happy. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise, not even yourself.’ He kissed her cheek gently.

‘Thanks Hermione. You’re not so bad yourself.’

‘Goodnight, Draco.’

‘Night.’

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