Hermione tried to breath and refused to let herself look down, knowing that would bring on a bout of vertigo which could prove deadly. Draco was next to her, wand clenched in his teeth, holding onto the dragon with his one hand and grinning at her manically, and she wanted to murder him for looking so un-terrified. He only had the one hand to hold on with unlike everyone else, and Hermione was petrified that with all the falling rocks and the panicked, furious, thrashing and clawing of the dragon that he would fall. And that she wouldn't be able to save him. But all she could do was hold on, one-handed half the time herself as she aimed reductos at the rock ceiling above them.