"For fuck’s sake, run! Faster, you useless fucking mudblood! Do you want to get caught again?" The hand pinched her upper arm and it hurt, and the angrily hissed words were almost unintelligible. She didn’t know what was going on, but she wasn’t useless and she wasn’t a fucking mudblood. So she ran faster, breath burning down her throat and back and head hurting. She was pulled around a corner and saw Draco was the one pulling her along, and she remembered the mission, fuzzily. Her head hurt.