"Maybe you're too well rested." Draco reclined on his back feeling much more awkward than ever before. He hadn't slept in the same room as another person since his fifth year at Hogwarts. He hadn't slept in the same house as someone else since the war had ended. It was definitely strange, coming here to the Sanctuary and even more now. "I told you there were vampires here. Werewolves." He didn't know who could relax knowing that. Of course, Percy didn't also have to worry about the knowledge that in addition to those facts was the notion that everyone in the building also hated you.