He remembered how mclaggen had been touching her and he growled. He hoped the boy was dead, and if he wasn't, he would be soon. Finally, his eyes rested on his mate. Harry was slumped in a chair next to his bed, mouth wide open as he snored. Dracos expression turned fond and he smiled. Harry looked a little different. He could only assume he had gone through the change during all the commotion and that made draco smile. He knew it would be awhile before he was healed, but he couldn't wait to swim with his mate.