Hermione dry heaved. Malfoy stepped close ... that forked tongue flicking hot spit down her ear. Terror and utter revulsion consumed Hermione from her stomach up. She felt something shift inside, something powerfully dizzying, and struggled to keep her footing as it swept through her like hot lightening. But she daren't pass out. Malfoy may have been a zealous blood-supremacist, but other wizards weren't so picky when faced with a free-to-abuse female form.