"I may pass every exam that comes my way, but I only get high marks in defence of the dark arts, Malfoy," Hermione said. "You're far better at dark magic than I am." Hermione turned to leave but Malfoy grabbed her by the arm. It was not in the same manner as he did earlier, where he gripped it so tight it hurt, this time he was rather delicate about it. Hermione felt flushed. The room was a bit stuffy with all the things that suffocated itself around them.