She dampened a cloth and ran it along his split knuckles, marveling at how Draco didn't even flinch when the warm, soothing water turned to cold, stinging alcohol. She tediously wrapped his hands in clean gauze, holding her breath as she trailed her fingers over the roughness of his fingertips. She finished her doctoring of his hands and flickered her eyes up to meet his, then swallowed as she reached out to swipe away loose, sweat-slicked strands of his translucent, golden hair.