And then Hermione shut the door and sank back against it and there were still tears in her eyes, and Draco didn't know if they were sad tears, or happy tears. If she was truly just happy for Ron, or thinking again about what he couldn't give her. Tentatively, unsure how Hermione was going to react, Draco drew her to him and kissed her forehead lightly and she let him, hands coming up to grip his shoulders painfully tight. She didn't seem to want to talk and he didn't know what to say, anyway – he didn't think there was anything he could say.