"Anisocoria, actually. Indicates the injury is worse than a concussion," she mumbled, and then sighed heavily. "Well that would explain the splitting headache," she added, and skittered her eyes away from him. When Draco let her chin go, his thumb brushed softly over her skin, and Hermione wanted desperately to believe that he had meant to do it. But he cleared his throat and stepped back from her, and his eyes were flint and steel when they met hers again.