Draco was sitting next to her, exactly the same position and stance, his mocking glare never leaving Harry. Strangely, he didn't say anything, just yet. To Harry, the only thing that was missing, were their crowns."What did you do, Hermione ? What did you do ?" Harry asked her in disbelief, his voice shaking. She narrowed her eyes at him and he stopped before them, feeling like it was his judgment day."What did I do ?"  She laughed loudly. "Oh dear, you still believe it wasn't your fault ? Poor man".Harry watched as Hermione lifted up her hand and between her index finger and thumb there was tiny bottle. It was filled with golden liquid, shining in the candlelight brightly. There wasn't much of it, only a tiny bit and Harry felt cold sweat running down his spine."I suggest you act nicely or our dear Ginny will die in about an hour." He grunted in anger and moved closer towards her again but stopped when Draco tsk'ed at him.Before Harry could even think about using his wand, it got knocked out of his hand. He stopped instantly though, when he saw Hermione dangling the bottle by its top half.