There was an awkward silence as McGonagall’s steps echoed down the hall. Hermione couldn’t help but glance at Malfoy, he’d moved away from the wall when McGonagall had started speaking but his head was still down. She felt Neville give her hand a final squeeze before releasing it and stepping forward slightly drawing a few eyes towards him. Hermione eyes had yet again strayed towards Draco who had stayed exactly as he was. 