Cautiously, Hermione moved closer to the pair of them, unsure of what she should be doing. The blank shell of a person that was Draco Malfoy was on full display. The way he could completely bury everything about himself behind a wall was remarkable, if not completely terrifying at the same time. He looked every bit the cold, empty villain that he was supposed to be. His grey eyes were hollow and barren as they pierced into the quivering man on the ground.