She was embarrassed for him to see her naked again. It was only when the heat of the air in the cottage blew across her bare skin that she remembered the scars from her horrible night of torture. Draco had been able to heal many of them, but not all. She wasn't even sure if the Healers at St. Mungo's would've been capable of doing so either. It seemed that cursed blades would be her lot in life. When Antonin's eyes fell on her scarred torso, she tried to pull her clothes back on. He stopped her with a gentle touch of his hand.