"Idon'twantto," she blurts out in a whispered rush, wringing her hands together in her lap as her gaze stays glued to the box. "Malfoy. Malfoy, I can't," she begs miserably. Save a twitch at his lips, Malfoy appears unmoved by her refusal, merely accepting it with a calm nod. He does up the second to last button on his shirt, leaving the collar open, and then locks eyes with her.