Hermione, unsure of what to do, opted for a direct attack. Against her common sense and survival instinct, she dived herself straight at Draco Malfoy. Just to gauge his reflexes. Sure enough, he effectively stepped out of the way, allowing her to move a few feet away on momentum. The young woman backed up as best she could and dived at him again, with the same result. The boy dodged her a couple more times, then flew away. The girl went after him as fast as she could. She was aware that Malfoy was not using his full potential. She had seen him play Quidditch before, and she knew he could fly a hell of a lot faster. But he was adapting to her. Every time the young girl seemed capable of catching him, he made an efficient turn and flew off in another direction.