He appeared with a bottle of wine, two glasses and a somber smile on his face. The look was unsettling, she had never seen Draco like that. He was always in control and confident, determined in his words. She took the glasses from him and poured them each an overfull portion before handing one to him. She nuzzled up to his side, sliding her fingers into his hair, curling, and caressing the strands tenderly.   