The bonds around Hermione's wrists go slack, and she manages to wriggle her hands free, before he turns her to face him. His unhurt fingers curl in her numb ones. Malfoy's eyes are bright grey irises in a sea of bloodshot red, puffy around his eyes, and so ashen he is nearly grey, the deep slash along his cheek and the blood from it, and his bitten lip and head wound, all conspiring to make him look like a stranger. He is painted in blood in his hair and down his neck, across his cheek and down his chin and jaw, into smears across the top of his chest.