"'I'm not sure, but I think I have an idea,"  Draco answered while pocketing his wand. Hermione thought that, in the absence of danger, he would let go of her waist, but his hand still held her firmly against him. Despite the earlier events, she felt too comfortable to protest. " Remember the cursed object Potter and I brought from our last mission,"  Hermione gave a sharp nod. " The Department of Mysteries has had a hard time with it. My guess is that they finally cracked it, and it caused a slight disruption in the magic around it,"  the slight rumble of his chest was so distracting that she could barely focus on a word he said.