Having seen enough, Malfoy moved on. He didn’t stay in any memory for very long, mostly taking a glance around the surroundings before continuing. He was a skilled legilimens, and his mind in hers felt like a companion rather than an infiltrator. She’d heard tell of others slashing through memories with no regard, destroying the mind of the one they dove into. She supposed her mind was too valuable to treat carelessly. It seemed like Voldemort might try to utilize it to his benefit.  She would not give in to him so gently .