            Hermione ran her tongue over her teeth. Her legs itched to just stand up, to run upstairs, to burrow under Sirius’s blankets and forget the whole day even happened. Well...most of it. She wanted to keep the memory of Lucius’s hand on her cheek, guilty as it made her feel. Better to get it over and done with, she finally reasoned. "I was at the Malfoy Manor," Hermione said coolly, ignoring the way Harry stiffened. "Doing research for a personal project. Ginny is already aware of all this." She met the other girl’s eyes, and Ginny gave her a small nod.