Hermione felt her face heat up slightly. She was actually barely blinking as she looked at the boy, let alone looking around the slightest bit. She was studying him with her eyes. Analysing his strange attitude. Trying to guess his intentions. Though they were quite clear. He had left no room for doubt. He wanted to prevent her from being a total disaster as a Seeker, so that when he won tomorrow, no one would think it had been because he’d faced someone so useless. It was a strange reason, but Malfoy was a strange person. So it sounded plausible. Very plausible.