Hermione sighed as they left, if they really were soulbonds then Malfoy would in fact have a lifetime with her, she thought glumly. For all she knew of soulbonds - Malfoy could be her perfect fit. Somehow her brain couldn't connect the dots of the boy she knew and the man her soul might be bonded to. For she knew there must be a difference, a softer side to him, a side made just for her. In his current state, soulbond or not, Hermione would never, ever, ever, consider even dating him let alone bonding - and this troubled her. At least the impromptu visit from the Slytherins spurred her on to study all she could on the bond and how to break it. She nestled down in her seat, slid her dinner away from her, grabbed the book on top of the pile,  Soulful, Soulless, Soulbonds, and began reading in earnest. 