Hermione closed her eyes at the pain and focussed on something else. She heard the door to the sitting room open and the familiar light footsteps of Draco pad into the room. A smile appeared on her face and her eyes slipped open even as she felt the dark magic seep into her veins. "My Veela may not be able to help," She said through gritted teeth," But you seemed to have underestimated my influence."