The bell rang to signal the end of the day and Theo led the way out into the corridor where they walked to the great hall to get in some study time before dinner. Draco could feel his eyes shifting colours as he was bombarded with thoughts and feelings. He grimaced, a frown tugged at the corners of his lips. The first sign of any sort of emotion from him in almost three weeks. Theo, being the perceptible friend that he was, noticed the way his eyes were going from dark grey to silver and back again when they sat down at the worn oak table opposite each other.