She opened her mouth to speak, likely to begin an epic dressing down, and Draco reacted. Moving quickly, he gripped Hermione by her arm - the one that didn't have a slice cut through it just hours before, and began herding her towards the door.. "Nope. Not happening. Excuse us, Theo." Ignoring Hermione's protests, he half-dragged her to the door, through the hallway and up the stairs. He was confident that, had she been at full strength and well-rested, he wouldn't have managed to physically make her go where she didn't want to. As it was, she was depleted - both magically and physically, and so the task was a rather simple one, despite her ever-increasing screeching. The verbal flogging she gave him as he forced her up the stairs and towards her rooms put Pansy to shame. He was almost saddened that Pansy couldn't hear it, as he was certain the woman would have come away with some new material.