"I’m not excusing my father, but I really didn’t know any better, I was told from day one that muggles and muggle-borns were inferior, that the name Malfoy automatically meant that I was better, I would be the best. And then you swanned into every class with your unruly curls and your penchant for answering questions before the Professors could finish asking them." Again, his voice was playful, and he had a genuine smile on his face. The sight alone made Hermione question whether she should be sent to St. Mungo’s for hallucinations. 