Ginny walked quietly into Draco's darkened flat. She knew he must be exhausted, but he did say he wanted her to wake him up. She saw a curled mass beneath a blanket on the couch and moved towards it, sitting down on the edge. She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, which was oddly cold. "Draco," she said, soft but firm. "Draco, I'm here. You need to wake up."