Hopefully those watching will take her hesitation as being ingrained fear of reprisals, and not true reluctance. Just in case she shoves him with her bare foot again as he tries to sit up, setting it against his shoulder and pushing, and he tips back, hands flying out to his sides to brace himself. She forces herself to smile, thinking that right about now she should be discovering how good it feels to know her master is powerless. Malfoy stares up at Hermione blankly – make it believable, Granger – and she bites the inside of her cheek hard enough to bleed, and stomps down on his diaphragm.