Malfoy waves away her explanation. "No, no, not that." He pushes himself up into a sitting position. "Even if it wasn’t your job, you’re too much of a Gryffindor not to get involved." He leans back into the couch and takes a breather before continuing. "I’m talking about after that, you could have ignored me and taken me straight to St. Mungo’s easily." By now Hermione has her arms crossed in front of her and an eyebrow raised expectantly. "Could have let The Daily Prophet write another embarrassing story about me as revenge."