Draco had found her around lunchtime, in a completely predictable manner. He had waltzed into the interrogation room like it wasn’t an extreme violation of various procedures for him to be present while she was giving her statement. He had entered without knocking, not that she would have expected anything else of him. Her head had snapped towards the door at the unexpected noise, but her eyes stayed trained on him, as the door clicked closed. She immediately locked onto the color of his eyes, searching for the swirling clouds of home. The corners of her mouth tip up into a smile involuntarily as found them. 