Harry and Ron always made her comfortable. But Draco made her feel alive. In the past month she had been angry at his words, touched by his gestures, busy with his problems. She had not grieved, had not shut down and mourned, did not drown herself in guilt and sorrow. So it was natural she missed what he made her feel. But she was still a Gryffindor and would never make herself walk to his room and talk to him just because she missed him.