What Hermione could see of Draco's face was carefully blank as he stared down the darkest wizard in recent history. "Forgive me, my lord," he said with another little bow. "I was angry and grieving for my father, and I wanted nothing more than to be left alone. But unfortunately, the Ministry isn't interested in leaving me alone, and sent their best and brightest poking around my wards, which leads us here. Because right now, in the dungeons, Harry Potter is waiting for you."