"And you will come back, after the war – alive," she interrupts stupidly, too earnest and not even entirely knowing what she means by that – she wants Malfoy, and she can't deny that. But does she really, truly want him in that way? Not just seeking comfort and warmth in another human being, but waiting and hoping like they'd talked the other night? Hermione thinks she does, and it terrifies her. As for Malfoy – his expression is unreadable as he smiles faintly across the massacred feast of McDonald's at her.