The sound of sharp thud clicked through her brain, causing her to look up and over, towards Blaise. Rather, towards where Blaise had been as the man was now striding purposefully for the nearest door, his back to the room, shoulders tight and fists clenched. Hermione frowned, turning towards Theo, who was also looking after Blaise with a frown. She quirked a brow towards Pansy, who merely shrugged and turned towards where Draco was standing with her daughter in his arms. Hermione was preparing to stand, to go after Blaise and demand some sort of explanation about what was going on (though she was beginning to suspect that she knew) when she felt a hand on her shoulder, holding her in place. She glanced up and into Ron's calm blue eyes.