Granger is late to her shift for the first time in her life, as far as Draco knows. When she does show up, nearly forty-five minutes past her shift, she's pale, and her unruly hair is explosive upon her head. The bags under her eyes are visible and her normally plumped lips are chapped. She's carrying a handful of gift wrap, the tubes proving it cumbersome for her to move, and she hits one on the corner of the counter. It slips from her grasp and she stamps her foot on the floor as she groans in frustration.