Malfoy’s hair was freshly washed again. He was dressed in all black today. He stared her down and she noticed the same glimmer of danger in his eyes from yesterday was still present. But before he could even smirk at her, Hermione caught him off guard first this time. She reached for his arm forcibly, the one with the Ministry tracker. Momentarily, she touched the tracker, studying the patterns of blinking lights of the band. She thought he might jerk his wrist away, but he stood motionless.