It's all so frightening, and if she had the choice, she would get up, scramble from the room and hide. Instead, she remains put. Her eyes lock on Scorpius, and he smirks again. She rolls her shoulders back, sitting up in the seat. Her leg crosses over the other as she tries to master the pureblood etiquette she never was taught as a child. Her position mocks Draco, and Scorpius notices. His eyes flicker as if he is coming up with mathematical reasoning for the distance between the chairs.