"I'm sor-" she begins, but Malfoy looks down as soon as he realises what she is saying as if he can't stand to hear it from her lips, as if he doesn't deserve it, and her chin trembles and her throat closes up, and she can't finish. He stands with head bowed, frozen by the door for a moment as silence falls over them, and then heads for the bathroom, tossing the scarlet box tied with silver ribbon carelessly on his desk as he passes it. Her eyes fix on that patch of brightness, on that distraction from what they had just been talking about.