It felt like a slap in the face, like it was just a means to an end for Draco. He was gently trying to tell her no and a knot twisted her stomach when it felt like a knife had cut into her chest, it burned, and she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Hermione felt like she should have been crying or that tears should have been streaming down her face, but instead she was angry. She pulled the emerald ring off her finger and pushed it towards him.