Thankfully, the Gryffindors had passed a collection of brooms as they ran, they all three mounted their own and took off into the air. As soon as they cleared the peak of the junk, Hermione spotted Draco and Goyle climbing for their lives not too far from the Gryffindors, but the fire was closing in on them. Luckily Harry and Ron had both been agreeable when she’d said they needed to turn back to save them, because there was no way she was going to just let the other boys die. The screams as Crabbe died in the flames would forever be embedded into her memory, and the thought of that being Draco’s fate was too much for her. 