The tapestry rippled, and Hermione screwed her eyes shut. Unable to do anything without her wand, she waited for the impact of a spell to hit her body. When nothing happened, she opened her eyes, and Malfoy, not Greyback, was standing there, staring back at her. She did her best to silently plead with him, still clutching Ginny, and utterly terrified, hoping he possessed one shred of decency. 