Maybe Hermione Granger isn't all she is cut out to be when she is in the arms of Draco Malfoy. (Currently editing, slowly but surely.)
How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's...