Wrapping her arms around him, Hermione snuggles in closer with a sigh. Glad to be there with him, to have him close. She strokes her hand over his arm, kissing his cheek tenderly.

"I'm glad to be home." She falls quiet for a moment, just keeping him close, being thankful to be there and be home where she belongs. "You doing okay?"

Between feeling the nightmare that had taken hold of him, and now finding him with Draco asleep in his room as if he's watching over Harry, she can't help but wonder. "Is he babysitting you for a reason?"