"Ch– Cho’s leg. My – earlier when we were arguing you said..." Draco trailed off and Hermione pulled awkwardly away from him, wedging the vodka bottle between her thighs and looking up at Draco’s face. His eyes were shut and as Hermione watched him Draco let his head fall back against the wall and opened them. He watched her silently, the light throwing shadows over his face and turning his eyes dark, highlighting the bruised stains of stress beneath them.