Draco had almost forgotten Daphne was even there. He also hadn't realised how worried he'd been about Anthony; well, at least he hadn't acknowledged how worried he was. He told himself it was purely selfish; he simply didn't want to be stuck here alone. Daphne's words made his face heat up and he fought back the urge to protest as he slipped out of Anthony's arms. Ant was not his boyfriend. Right? He was pretty sure they'd established that at the beginning. "Go find something to wear," he muttered, making a pretense of re-checking the lock. "What happened to you," he added, calling over his shoulder. "Were you in bed, too?"