"We’re not talking about this, Hermione. Malfoy is jumping to conclusions because of his own fears. It’s nothing to worry about." The concern in his eyes told a different story though as he continued past her. Instead of going to his room or the living room like she had expected, he moved to the closet. Where he grabbed his broom, shrinking it and placing it in his pocket. Without another word, he left through the front door.