[Draco double-takes at Hermione's hand, seeming puzzled only for a second. it's true that she invites herself in often, and it's not the first time they've...initiated contact, but it's always a little awkward.] I...suppose, yeah. [he swallows slowly, glancing away, and without looking at her, Draco takes her hand. he's frightened too, after all. his mind spins around Hermione's brief summation of her encounter, trying to unwind it, trying to make sense of it. with so little information, it doesn't work. but he doesn't want to know more, either.]

Although little contact does little to help, [he says sort of more to the wall 2 yards away more than he does to Hermione, and he sounds irate.]

I guess this is fine, if you're already planning on staying a while.