He had grabbed the girl's hand, squeezing it just enough to make her understand that he was serious. His bright eyes were fixed on her, intense and sincere in their despair. He wasn't joking when he said he held her responsible for his son's death. Rather than her being disturbed by it, Rose just thought she hated it when he touched her. He frightened her, but at the same time managed to stir up emotions in her that she perceived as wrong. She wanted to feel Scorpius" touch again, Draco was only a surrogate full of resentment. Rose squeezed his fingers to show him they were on the same side, then freed herself from his grip.