Remembering who he was, Loki straightened himself up, smoothing away any wrinkles in the simple clothes he wore. Actually... Moving his hands over himself once more, he returned his attire to that which he was born to wear. Comfortable now in his green and black leathers, Loki let his heart harden. Setting his emerald eyes upon Hermione he stalked forward. She had half the mind to turn and glance his way, but her eyes were dark with anger yet.