Malfoy had told her to somehow conceal her wand, so she conjured a black-laced garter to which she fastened her wand tightly, making sure its silhouette wasn’t visible through the midi skirt of the dress. When she made sure her outfit was in order, Hermione went downstairs where Malfoy was already waiting. It didn’t seem he was injured at all: the velvet suit sat on him perfectly, the white shirt underneath was crisp and neat, the black dragon leather bound shoes were sharp and angular, making his stance look dangerous, which it certainly was.