"Just... you stood there and there was horror on your face and you watched and... I thought, "Even Malfoy knows this is awful, and he hates me’ and, somehow, that kept me from losing my mind even in that maw of agony she threw me into."  Hermione let out an uncomfortable laugh.  "Sorry, that sounds pathetic, but it really was comforting in some strange way that I can’t explain to know you hated what was happening."