Disoriented and still panicky Hermione took a staggering step back with her eyes fixed to Malfoy’s grey ones. She tripped on the edge of a rug and started to wobble over backwards, and like it was happening in slow motion Malfoy stepped forward and reached out to grab her. An automatic instinct? Whatever it was, his right arm came out from beneath his coat and reached out to grab her and the blood drained from Hermione’s face and she bit back a scream as she saw.