What if Malfoy's plan to frame Crabbe and Goyle Sr. is flawed? What if it isn't enough to convince Voldemort? What if Voldemort discovers the truth? She squeezes Malfoy's hand tighter, struggling to keep up with his longer strides as he tows her along. She wants to ask him about the details of his plan, but it will have to wait until they are safely within the forest's bounds, beyond the wards. Her breath makes clouds in the near dark – the night clear and starry, lending them just enough light to barely see their way by as they hurry away from danger, toward the forest edge. The land they cross is exposed, and any patrol flying above will spot them, and Hermione's heart is in her throat.