Draco ignores her, but his hand finds hers, and it's tentative, at first, gentle, as his fingers hover over hers. She, in one, fatal, rash decision locks them together. He continues like nothing ever happened. "There was this old record player. My aunt, I think. Before she was...like that. Batshit. I think she left it there. She liked the house, too. Blaise always turned it on, there was a couple old records left lying around, and danced, in the — kitchen, first, then right around the house. He’d try to get me to join, but I never would. I was too embarrassed, I think. Blaise was never embarrassed. I wish I'd danced, Granger. The only thing I wish is that I’d have danced with him, like he always wanted me too."