Hermione’s eyes slid down to Draco’s hand holding the wand under the table. His movements were so slick and silent that she didn’t even notice him take it out. She shivered at the thought of how easily he could use it against someone. Draco was surely a hard target to kill. Hermione twitched at the sound of footsteps echoing in the corridor. They were now separated from that stranger only by a single door. She saw Draco’s grip on the wand harden.