 " I didn't mean to pressure you. I'm sorry, Hermione,"  No, no. She had ruined it once again. Draco would never look at her - Merlin's beard she had rejected him twice. " Let me walk you to the Floo,"  this time, he didn't extend his hand. Hermione felt as though she could start bawling at any moment. With nothing left to do Hermione followed him. They stopped in front of the fireplace. She opened her mouth to say God knows what, but of course, he beat her to it.