Draco paused his hand as it snaked up her shirt. "I dunno really. I'm occluding a lot, pushing it all into the back of my mind until there's time to deal with it. I can't even bear to think about Mother yet but the rest of it? Bellatrix dying and-" He paused to swallow. "And seeing Ollivander and Travers-you. That shit is what haunts my dreams. I know it wasn't really you but seeing you there, dead, being eaten by a snake well, no one can tell me that sight wouldn't fuck them up."