"WHY WOULD I DO SUCH A THING?!" he stormed then, tossing aside the leather protection, which hit the bench next to him and fell to the floor with a thud. His powerful voice echoed through the room, interrupting the girl. Draco had looked up to glare at her fiercely. With fury. With a fire in his gaze that Hermione had never seen in him before. With feelings she wasn’t sure she was interpreting correctly either.