When Snape's eyes finally landed on Granger they changed. Something crossed his features, and Draco was sure he must be mistaken because for a fraction he thought it was concern. Draco went over to sit on the bed next to Granger and pulled one of her cold hands into his, to try and rub some warmth back into it. It just lay in his grip as if lifeless. Draco's heart sank with each moment she didn't respond to his touch like she used to do. He watched as Snape walked slowly across the room to kneel beside the bed to get himself to the same level as Granger.