Draco noted the hand shaking but said nothing. Watching the silvery wolf bound away did little to quell his own nerves. He kept telling himself not to run and to say where he was and focused more on happier thoughts to keep his Patronus from fading.

His first attempt at trying to capture one didn't go to well. Softly swearing to himself he tried again and again. This time he made sure his hands were steady. He managed to get a hold of one...and after another few tries a second. But it still left three and he wasn't liking how excited they were at this point.