Hermione hand went to her mouth, and a stifled whimper escaped through her fingers, and she looked away from him. She couldn’t look at him. Draco felt like he’d been punched in the stomach. She couldn’t stand to look at him. Just a few hours before they had...and now she couldn’t even look at him. He stared down at Hermione helplessly, searching for ways to wipe the horrified sadness from her face but finding none. There was nothing he could do that would change the truth. There was nothing that would ever erase what he had done.