Just as Draco said the hallways were empty, so Hermione got to the tower without any trouble or detours. She stepped onto the wooden platform with a creak. Hermione almost let out a gasp when a death-eater standing by the railing turned around. She held her breath, afraid to make any sound. He watched the place where she stood for another moment before turning back. The death-eater drew his wand, aiming at someone down at the courtyard. She couldn’t see who exactly he was targeting from where she stood but it didn’t matter. It was one of her friends.