"He’s in the hospital wing, Hermione." Harry gestured her forwards, taking an arm off Ginny to offer to her instead. But Ginny wailed, the hand Harry had previously had entwined in her hair now hung in the air before them and Hermione knew Ginny desired the comfort of her bond more than Hermione. As she knew without a doubt she needed Draco, needed his arms, his scent. Nothing, no one, not even Harry could give her what she wanted right now - because Draco did not need her back.