Havoc moved towards her and she stiffened, positioning herself in such a way so she could attack him if needed. "Whom would I go for first? His mother, surrounded by a few of the most dangerous wizards, might get hit by a stray curse. Or perhaps sweet, innocent Theodore Nott, the boy whom Draco has protected for a long time, would fall off one of the ever-changing staircases? Or maybe Snape, his godfather, would meet an unfortunate accident while brewing a deadly potion?" Hermione swallowed slowly, trying to hide the fear she felt. "The possibilities are endless Hermione. Think quickly." 