"It's not the truth either! Draco...he hurt you. Not just through what he's done, but you. I –" Hermione didn't understand. Draco didn't want to think about himself – about his own pain, his own stupid, childish hurt. About his father had done reminded him of. He wanted to just be furious; he wanted to be filled with the safety of cold anger over what his father had done to Pansy.