Esme had never seen him look so agitated. His eyes were full of power and authority, flashes of red resentment for all to see. They were narrowed into thin slits, the rest of his body in a rigid position. He drew in a deep breath, nostrils flaring, and she felt a tear roll down her cheek. When they reopened, his grey hues were back to calm, softening at the sight of her tears. Mr.Malfoy took a step forward as she remained frozen in place.