Draco’s eyes snapped to his, a flash of fear in them before he carefully levelled his expression. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ron and Hermione glancing nervously at one another as they stood and filed out of the room, throwing him a look over their shoulders. Draco took longer to leave, eyeing McGonagall discreetly as he pushed himself to his feet and straightened his shirt. Harry stood as well, not prepared to meet Snape while sat on the ground, and tried to sooth the pounding of his heart through steady breathes in and out.  