"But it hurts, Draco!"
"Shhh," he hissed. She swallowed, wary of others nearby. No one rushed through the trees to their hideout, and he turned back to her.
"I know, I know. I have to wait just until sunset... then I can make for the garden and–"
She grimaced again and he reached out, steadying her with his good hand.
"I am sorry, Hermione. More sorry than you know, that you are here and in pain."
It was the first time he'd said her name. If he weren't the reason she was suffering, she might have blushed at the sound.