"Leg first," Malfoy answers her through gritted teeth, breathless as he shifts sideways in his chair to reveal the raw, blistered skin on his thigh, and pours himself more whiskey with a shaky hand. Hermione flinches back and shuts her eyes, clamping a hand over her mouth as she sucks in a shocked breath. It looks dreadful. She forces her eyes open and stares at the burn miserably for a moment; she is responsible for this. She is the one to blame for the burn that covers a third of the front of his thigh, cooked until black and raw.