Hermione and Malfoy were both taken upstairs to the drawing room. It was full of hooded, masked figures. Hermione remained silent, staring placidly at her knees when Bellatrix forced her to kneel. She would bide her time, patiently and quietly. This way, she could be useful to the Order. It would not do to make a fuss and be killed too soon. She was sure she was a dead woman walking regardless. 