Her fingers were shaking uncontrollably in her lap, tears springing in her eyes. She whimpered quietly, and Ethan shot her an angry glare demanding she shut up. Her breathing was ragged, and she wanted to scream. When Esme reopened her eyes, Mr.Malfoy's concerned hues moved down to the table where Ethan's hand was resting. She begged him silently to do something and saw the immediate change in his eyes.