But they’ve seen her. She can’t back out now. Hermione rushes back upstairs and throws on a long-sleeved, high-necked top, ignoring the fact that it’s predicted to be thirty degrees today. She considers spritzing on perfume to mask Draco’s smell but discards it – that would seem too suspicious, and after all, she knows the Order suspects that the Malfoys are planning something with her but not that she has anything to do with it. She’s just an innocent bystander in all of this.