Tom then extended a bent arm to Hermione, which she took, before turning and starting back out of the office, leading the procession down the spiraling staircase and through the war-torn school. Every so often, Hermione would sneak a glance behind her, just to make sure this wasn’t all a dream. Sure enough, Harry was still there. He didn’t so much as put up a fight as he walked alongside the Malfoys. And he would catch her gaze every time and meet it for a moment before she forced herself to look away.