She sat without moving for a long time.  Eventually, Lynx jumped into her lap and demanded to be pet, and she did. As she moved her hand along the orange fluff part of her observed how soft the fur was and how soothing the loud thrum of the purr.  Another part wanted to go pound on Malfoy's door and demand why he thought she should open her heart to him.  Why should she spill out the details of what she felt about this nightmare, how it had started, how she'd suffered?  Did he want her to explicate all the ways she found this humiliating?  He owned her life.  All he had to do was touch her to turn her into a mindless, adoring animal.   Wasn't that enough?