Lucius sneered as he watched Hermione try to right herself again. He could see her eyes darting around as she attempted to formulate an escape plan. She would need to jump over the oven door, her kitchen was so ridiculously narrow with the dining room table she had squeezed into it. He found the situation laughable, but the fact she was a fighter excited him. She's perfect. When he was practically on top of her, she lifted the knife once more before trying to get away, but he wrenched it from her hand as if he was taking a candy from a baby.