Hermione waited. The silence between Harry and Draco didn't seem as awkward or strained as it would have been, as she had expected it to be. Instead, it almost seemed okay. As if the two of them had found some sort of common ground to reach an understanding of how to be around each other without constantly wanting to kill each other. Hermione supposed it helped that another wizard was eviler and doing enough to draw them together on common ground like that.