 He was sure he hadn’t imagined it - he saw her eyes very clearly, looking up at him. If she was watching him, she couldn’t be completely indifferent. He knew that she spent all her free time in the hospital wing by Weasley’s bed, but was it possible for her to still want him, Draco, at the same time? Maybe she did and only her guilt was holding her back. A spark of hope settled itself in Draco’s chest. After the days he’d spent torturing himself with the image of her grieving for someone else, he deserved to finally feel a bit hopeful.