"Why wouldn’t I be?" His voice was sharp and cool all at once, but he hugged his maimed right arm to his body and looked around the room with hunched shoulders as if he expected to have to defend himself. There was no one in the dining room though; obviously none of the Order wanted to see Draco and they must have all filtered out while Professor McGonagall was casting the binding charm. Hermione licked her lips, unsure what to do now.