There she was, laying on the floor beneath his unhinged aunt who held a dagger out to Hermione's arm, carving away at her previously unblemished skin. The word "Mudblood’ glistened up at him in the doorway. Bellatrix was entranced, fixated on the muffled cries from Hermione lips and the trashing body beneath her. The evil witch didn't have enough time to defend herself when Draco ran in and kicked her face so hard the witch fell to the ground beside his bond, clutching at her broken jaw.