Draco brought a hand to the back of her head and pet the back of her hair as she leaned into his chest. She sobbed into his jacket as he continued to try to soothe her. He muttered assurances into her hair that she knew were in vain. She felt something wet above her brow and brought a hand to it, pulling back when it stung. The cut above her brow she didn’t let him heal must’ve reopened.