Draco sighed and removed the blanket completely, tossing it to the floor. There was nothing else to do, he scooped her from the couch in one swift motion and sat down where she had just been lying. Placing her head in the crook of his neck and her legs around his waist. She was light, too light. Her arms were weak and fragile and her hair was dull and flatter than he had ever seen it, all the life drained from it.