Hermione screamed as she was ripped from her place in the window. She was suddenly seated at the head of a large dining table. The Devil’s Snare had returned to her arms and legs and locked her into her chair. A large tendril was also placed across her mouth, silencing her. She struggled in vain as the vines tightened around her. She looked up to see Blaise, Pansy, and Theo staring back at her. Malfoy was opposite her at the head of the table. He wore a deadly expression. His eyes darkened at her presence.