"Very well, girl." A stinging hex hit the back of her legs and she fell to her knees, a sharp cut down her back forced her to yelp and press her hands onto the floor. Briefly she looked at Malfoy. He was panting with rage, his fists clenched so tightly he was surely hurting himself. Lucius placed a hand on his son's shoulder and met her gaze. His face was hard but there was the hint of an apology in his eyes. 