"Scourgify," she said swiftly and dropped it back onto the plate and whirled away from him, heading for the stairs without another word. Hermione couldn’t take any more of this. Five minutes with Malfoy and she was wound tighter than a spring; she could feel the stress tension settling into her shoulders and neck. She was halfway up the steps and eager to be out when Malfoy’s voice interrupted the sound of her feet clumping up the steps. Oh, Ginny was going to owe Hermione, all right.