He continued his walk across the room to sit on the sofa next to her. Feeling suddenly uncomfortable being alone in his presence, Hermione tried to think of a suitable reason to excuse herself from the room. Before she could utter a single word, Rabastan laid his head in her lap and sighed. She froze, unsure what to do. Having the disgusting man that close to her again made her long to slice his throat open. Somehow she didn't think Rodolphus would appreciate her murdering his little brother in his home even if he could sometimes get on his nerves.