Finally, she spotted Malfoy making his way through the corridor. She held her breath as she watched him pull out the vial and take a sip. It was a near instantaneous effect. His steps faltered and she took it as her cue. Darting out of her alcove, Hermione grabbed his wrist and yanked him behind her as she fled towards the left. She was nearly positive no one had seen them. Malfoy was stumbling behind her, obviously befuddled. When she had looked back to check, his forehead had been scrunched up and his eyes had blinked blearily at her.