Barefoot and without thinking about her disheveled look, Hermione opened her door and proceeded a few steps into the corridor. In the morning light from the arched windows, she could see the outline of Malfoy waiting for her. He must have retreated further into the corridor upon hearing her voice.  Her wild auburn curls flowed freely and she was only wearing her white cotton knickers and a worn pastel colored t-shirt that barely covered her hips. 