"Harry? Hermione?" It was Molly Weasley. Shit. "Are you two down here? Draco, are H-" Molly’s voice floated down the stairs and Harry quickly called back up, "Yes, Mrs Weasley." He hurried up the few steps to the opening, and Hermione dashed over to the stairs and thundered up – she wasn’t letting Harry disappear without him promising not to tell. She grabbed Harry’s arm and peered past him at Molly Weasley’s frazzled face.