It wasn't long until she could feel someone following her. Only steps away from the house, she knew that Draco understood what her plan was. Nothing felt malicious about his intentions. Her instincts weren't screaming at her that she was in danger, but she wasn't foolish enough to trust them completely. This could be just another trap set by his uncle to lure her out into the open. She had to be prepared for any eventuality. With her hand in her pocket, she held tightly to her wand, refusing to let it go. Inside the cover of the trees, Hermione spun around to wait for the wizard. It didn't take him long to arrive.