With that, he turned back around, walking into his bathroom. Esme's eyes grew at his words. Her stomach flipped with excitement, the pain vanishing away instantly. She lifted her arms to tie her hair up, but a dissimilar pain flew through her arms, making her drop them instantly. For some strange reason, they felt very sore. Her eyes moved down to her wrists. There imprinted on her skin were two dark purple bruises on either side. How was she going to bathe herself? A few tears began to form in her eyes, and she sniffled, remembering the feeling of Ethan's and Scorpius's rough hands pinning her to the wall. That's how she got the bruises. Hearing Mr.Malfoy's footsteps move back into the middle of his room, she tilted her head back down to the pillow, wiping away the few tears that fell down her cheek.