Without being able to articulate a word, she took the Cleansweep from between her legs and set it down on the ground. Looking at Malfoy as if he were a tiger ready to pounce on her at the sight of any sudden movements, she took a couple of steps forward until she reached the broom he had brought her. She picked it up and then looked back at him, waiting for him to say something else. He was watching her with his eyes unabashedly locked on hers.