Draco shoved Hermione back against the pantry shelves, making her gasp in shock, and then hurt, as her cracked ribs flared with pain and her shoulders ached. He crossed the scant space between them with cold eyes, the tendons in his neck standing out and his mouth a tight sneer, and for a dizzying second Hermione thought he was going to murder her in the pantry and part of her found that idea hysterically funny.