"I’m glad you killed him. So is everyone here. It’s sad that he died, but he chose to be there. He chose it. And if he weren’t dead right now, then I would be. I would be dead." Hermione tried to be gentle, and she thought maybe Draco understood. He flinched when she said that she would be dead instead, and looked down at his feet, gnawing his lower lip and stopping with a wince as a cut split open and trickled blood.