There was a note of anger present in Draco's voice that she hadn't heard very often in their previous interactions. She felt the corner of her mouth curl into a private smile. What would he do if he was faced with those two men again? Would he make them pay for what they tried to do to her? She hoped that he would. A stray thought that perhaps his only concern for her well-being was because Rodolphus ordered his minions to leave her unharmed soured the brief thought. It was always possible that Draco only cared about following orders. He'd made no secret of the fact that Rodolphus was his family's ticket to respectability again. Nothing else mattered to him than making it so his family was no longer a joke to the rest of wizarding society. If he had to get his hands dirty to keep her protected, he would. He might not even like her or want to have her in his flat. She tried to ignore the disappointment that the thought brought.