The sound of footsteps on the stairs wasn’t unusual, not now that Narcissa had left the townhouse. But the direction and angle... Draco came awake in a rush as he realized that he wasn’t in his own room, and that there was someone in bed with him. He wasn’t accustomed to anyone being there other than his daughter, not since that aspect of his relationship with Amelia had ended long ago. It took a moment to remember the events of the night, and remember that he had brought Mandy up to the room on the second floor so that she would sleep.
Grey eyes opened slowly, one eyebrow arching as he looked at her. “You look rested.” He spoke quietly, suspecting that no matter how silent they were, the children would hear their voices and invade soon enough, likely with questions.