"Draco," Lucius started with half of a warning in his voice. Draco's slate gray eyes flicked over to his father, and saw that Lucius" Glencairn glass was being refilled by a charmed bottle that floated in mid-air. Draco didn't take his eyes off of his father this time, more than aware that Lucius was testing his son to ensure Draco's attention would remain on him. When the glass was full, Lucius took a sip before speaking. "All I ever do is try to be a good father to you. I feel as if I am always the one to put in all the effort into our relationship -" Hermione tried to free her hand from being restrained to the arm of the chair and Lucius turned to her with not just hate in his eyes, but a back hand cocked back, ready to strike her. Draco knew better than to intervene, and was going to let it happen until she pointed to her mouth as spit dribbled from her chin onto her lap, her body rolling in a sickly manner as she retched. Draco practically threw half over the table to remove the cloth from her mouth, allowing her to vomit right on to her lap. "Ugh, Merlin." Lucius rolled his eyes as Draco took back his wand from where Lucius placed it on the table, and vanished the vomit away. Draco then held up his glass of water to her lips for her to drink from.