Approaching the shower cubicle, Draco gently opened the door to reveal an absolutely devastating sight. Granger, sitting under the cold spray of the shower, still clad in the clothes he saw her in outside by the Black Lake. Her knees tucked up to her chest, hands covering her face with her palms pressed tightly to her eyes. Her usually unruly curls were soaked and sticking to her skin and clothes wherever they could reach. Her trainers were still on her feet.