It's almost three long weeks before Malfoy is up and about properly again – his fingernails beginning to grow back, the scar on his face a thin, livid mark, and the debilitating headaches from his concussion finally gone. His back is an utter wreckage, but as Malfoy says dismissively, the new injuries really aren't noticeable what with all the older ones, and as he can't see either unless he looks in the mirror, he doesn't care. She doesn't at all believe his bravado; she knows the way it looks troubles him. She doesn't mention that though – if he wants to keep that feeling a secret, well, she can understand that.