"Mm." Draco hummed his understanding brusquely, and corrected her. "Cunning, Granger. Slytherins are known for their cunning. Not their cowardice. We’re just too smart to get involved in situations where the odds stacked against us. We, unlike Gryffindors, don’t charge merrily off and get ourselves killed. We do the smart thing, and bide our time. Wait for the right moment to strike." Draco’s voice was cold, and he examined his nails as he spoke. They were ragged from being bitten and the cuticles were neglected; not the elegantly manicured nails Draco had always had at Hogwarts.