"Firstly, I’m a grown woman and I get to make my own decisions without you judging me. Secondly, Draco has changed – or were you not there last night? Did you not see him fighting just as hard as everyone else? He...he saved my life. He – Blaise..." Hermione bit her lip as Draco flinched, and she glanced at him. Head bowed, hair obscuring his eyes. "He fought with us, Harry. He’s not one of them anymore. He’s one of us. Whether you personally like him or not is up to you, but he’s not a bad person anymore."