Hermione's mouth curved into a genuine smile at that, and pushed the other woman back, coming to her feet. Draco immediately reached out to wrap his strong, bruised hands around her waist, but she batted him away as well. "Bloody hell, Draco, I don't need a babysitter. I can do it myself." When he grunted and back away, granting her the space she asked for, Hermione sent a quick wink over her shoulder to Astoria, who lifted her chin minutely.