"It worked," Malfoy breathed, a triumphant smile on his face. "We did it, Granger." Malfoy was still holding Hermione’s hand. Hermione was not as relieved as Malfoy was, but he was smiling at her like he had never before, with sincerity. He must have been extremely relieved he got one thing right for Voldemort to be squeezing a tight hold on the mudblood’s hand.