There was no humor in his eyes or his body, looking more deadly than she had ever seen him. Blaise looked collected, composed and as silent as ever, but if anything, maybe frustrated. But Theo, something in him had shifted. Confidently, he walked next to Hermione as his hand cautiously lowered the pistol in her still outstretched hands. He slackened her grip and subtly passed the firearm to Blaise just out of sight.     