"I’ll tell you... it is tiring, indeed. To me, it was the Dark Lord-" Hermione’s eyes widened at the mention of the dead wizard "He not only invaded my mind, but the one of my loved ones... and even my own home. I spend day and night wondering what his next move would be. Will he kill mother and father today? Or will I be the lucky one to escape this hell?" Malfoy paused, his grey eyes boring holes into hers "Is that what I am to you?"