"As well as can be expected, mother," Draco snapped, so, so cold, and Hermione wondered if this had been a good idea after all. Maybe it would have been better if they'd never come. "Unfortunately, not well enough to come visiting with Hermione and I." There was a wealth of anger in his voice as he said Hermione's name, spitting it out, forcing it in his mother's face. Daring her to say something about Hermione. Hermione really wished he wouldn't – she didn't want to be the centre of their horrid, dysfunctional-beyond-belief family argument. Didn't want to be turned into something they fought about. Damn him, he could have asked her before he flung it out there like that. Like a challenge to his mother.