She repeated this in her head as he carried her back towards his flat. Is that what this haven she had found was becoming? Her home?Hermione clutched tighter onto Draco's cloak and nuzzled her head into his shoulder. She hated that she felt so safe here, like nothing could harm her while he had her wrapped in his arms. This dependence she was getting on him was not healthy. He was a Death Eater and Death Eaters were her enemy. She could never forget that.