"Tell me. Tell me now or I can't ever trust you again, and Malfoy, I need to trust you. Please." There is a long pause where Malfoy just stares at her. And then he lays down his fork and takes a deep breath, and when he lets it out again, she can see he's made a decision. He stands and goes to his desk, unlocking one of the drawers and pulling out a rolled up tube of parchment, slightly crumpled. He hands it to Hermione with clenched jaw and darkened eyes, anger and worry radiating off him.