"What's going on?" he asks, looking to his godfather for answers. Snape looks way to grave, even for him. Draco glances around the room, looking for his friends. He could see Blaise and Neville, sitting as close together as possible and holding hands, neville covered almost head to toe in bandages, Dean was sitting on a bed near them, an auror sitting on either side of him. Draco cocked an eyebrow at him and was rewarded with a toothy grin. He rolled his eyes and continued to look around the room, his eyes now resting on Hermione, also surrounded by Aurors. She had tear stained cheeks, and the Aurors had their wands pointed at her. This seemed to be the main topic of conversation and he could feel his blood boiling. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" he shouts.