"Hardly the worst injury I've suffered during this war," Draco replied, shifting his maimed right arm into better view and Narcissa's eyes flew to the stump, her delicate features twisted up with guilt and shame and...aversion – distaste. Like she thought it was ugly, hideous, and her gaze slid away from the maimed limb quickly, as if she couldn't stand looking at it. The first two emotions Hermione could understand, the last made her quietly furious.