"Granger!" Draco yelled. He threw his hairy left fist into the stone wall, and saw the blood rolling down the left hand. Tears streamed down his face. He said he was done crying. But in this moment, he just couldn't help himself. While he was on his balcony, haunted over the yellow figure, running away. His life has been torn. Draco has fallen. “Fuck, Hermione!”