"I haven’t the foggiest, Granger." He rolled his neck once from one side to the other, jaw clenched, until she heard the faint creaking sound of tension being released. Malfoy exhaled, soft and drawn out, breaking the spell he’d placed her under when he rubbed at the pinched bridge of his nose. "I was hoping you’d tell me. For weeks now, in fact. Out of the two of us, you seemed like the likeliest one to have the answers." 