"If you were using your bloody brain right now you’d realise how rude it is to just barrel in here and act like you have any say in my life at all! And to bring up what Draco used to be like is just cruel. I know what he used to be like! We all bloody do! But he’s not that person anymore, Harry. He’s not." Her hand came snaking around and seized Draco’s wrist, pulling his hand off her back and twining her fingers through his. Squeezing tightly. She shot him a smile, breath coming quick from anger and stress, and her fingers gripping his so tightly it nearly hurt. Draco squeezed back.