"Well, you'll come into it." Draco enjoyed being a prefect. Of the few things he enjoyed about Hogwarts, being able to take points and assign detentions was a succinct sort of pleasure, especially when it was undeserved but the object of the punishment couldn't do a damn thing to contradict a Prefect.
Her fingers lingering in his didn't go unnoticed, but he held his hands at his side as they headed for the portrait hole. "Either way, when they see us out as if we're patrolling, they'll scamper in other directions."