"I told her that I was sorry," he said and her eyes flicked up to him, watching as he spooned up some more porridge. That he was sorry, Hermione thought, when none of it was even his fault. She didn't say anything, didn't try to argue; if Draco blamed himself, nothing would dissuade himself from it. And this morning, she didn't feeling like fighting with him. Instead, she thought about what she could do for him.