It's not your fault, Hermione wants to say, but he won't shut up in his sickened, babbled apologies to let her get a word in edgewise, and her mouth doesn't seem to want to do what her brain tells it to. And then suddenly Malfoy falters to a stop and his face goes hard and cold, and then what little colour he has drains from his complexion completely. He stares down at her in abject horror.