His words weren't right either. That was the thing about Malfoy. He spoke very few words. Once upon a time she basked in his silence, it was endearing to watch him become speechless in her presence. Now her eyes were open. He was a coward. He had decided on his own that he needed to protect her from the world by keeping her on the side lines. Guarded in a cave like a possession under the wing of a sleeping dragon. 