Hermione just watched equally helpless... when he was done, she held him in her arms as he cried for what seemed like hours.The sun was beaming down, a rarity during the winters... like a gilder of hope a ray of sunshine was glimmering on the old stone in the empty classroom.Draco’s eye’s had finally dried up and he was sitting there staring into the sunlight. He reached his hands into the beam feeling the warmth trying to catch it. He looked up at Hermione sitting next to him holding his hand.