Night fell, and Hogwarts Castle was plunged into a deep, profound silence.
Only the occasional night breeze brushed gently against the towers, making a rustling sound.
Draco, wearing a white shirt and casual trousers, pulled back his duvet. His slender ankles were exposed to the night chill. He fished his usual black suit out of the wardrobe and buttoned every single button.
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