The journey to the hospital wing was fraught with tension. Draco found himself wedged between the two Weasley’s, Mrs Weasley clasping his hand in hers, and Mr Weasley with his arm around the back of both of them and holding them together. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Lupin glancing at him occasionally, but he ignored him. He couldn’t cope with whatever expression he would find on his face if looked, whether it be concern or curiosity or suspicion. At that moment, he was more focussed on putting one foot in front of the other, each step bringing him closer to Harry again.