Hermione doesn’t know how long she walks like this before she abruptly spins back around to face him. Shoulders heaving, she stares at him, lost. Warm tears slide down her cheeks, freezing before they can settle against her skin. Malfoy looks back at her, brows furrowed. She makes a choked sound and presses the heels of her hands into her eyes. Her body shudders and she inhales a quivering breath as she cries. 