"You heard what Snape said, your parents-"Are dead. Hopefully." He finished while shrugging but she continued, despite his joking tone. "Your ancestors would be disgusted by you bringing a filthy Mudblood into your house, you'll be throwing the Malfoy name into fire, Draco, don't you see ? This is long time coming we-" Hermione chocked on her words slightly, trying to step away from him, pushing her hands against his chest. "You don't need me-"Blood ? This hysteria of yours is about blood ?" Draco grabbed her roughly by her forearms and shook her lightly. She broke away from him again and ran her fingers through her loosely tied hair.