Sitting idly by in the tent with Draco Malfoy and remaining silent wasn't a prospect that Hermione relished much in. She needed to know more. Her very survival was on the line. If she made a mistake by trusting him, or at minimum not not trusting him, everything she had struggled to do for the better part of the previous year would have been for nothing. She would be dead or she would be back in her Hogsmeade home living the life she had been desperate to escape from. One of those options sounded better to her, but she wouldn't come right out and admit it, even to herself.