"Fibsy is pleased to see Master Malfoy awake. Fibsy has made Master’s favorite, pumpkin soup. Please, won’t you eat?" Fibsy begged as she approached the bed with a tray. Her big round eyes were filled with tears and her ears sagged. Draco was always quite soft when it came to Fibsy, his loyal little elf and so he pushed himself up to sit and ate his soup under Fibsy’s watchful eyes. 