"You just stood there. I could tell you were...that you wanted it to stop. That you... But you just stood there. And I pleaded with you. I just wanted it to stop. I would have done anything for it to stop. And you stood there in your perfect fucking clothes, with your perfect bloody hair, and your perfect face, and I lay there covered in blood and snot and..." Hermione wiped away tears and sniffed, continuing with her gaze fixed on Draco’s. "And you didn’t do anything. And I hated you more than I’d ever hated anyone in that moment. Because I could see you knew it was wrong. You were disgusted by it. And you just stood there."