This train of thought makes her feel a little short of breath. He's not like the others. She's sure of it, feels it in her bones. If he really thought she was lesser, that her "kind" were inferior (at best, and a scourge at worst), he wouldn't be how he is with her. Hermione knows blokes lie to get what they want, especially if what they want is beneath a girl's robes, but it hasn't been like that. It hasn't felt like that, not from his words or his actions, going all the way back to when she propositioned him in the first place.