"He's got me fucking playing his games...got me being part of...'Whether you like it or not' –" Malfoy quotes what he said only a moment ago, apparently disgusted by his own words. Hermione watches him cautiously, eyes flicking between his wand hand and his face. "I – I didn't mean that, Granger. I'd really rather you didn't get us killed but – but I'm not going to force you to do anything. I'm not going to let him make me...any more a part of this than I already am." He means the words he says – she can tell by the resigned, nearly relieved tone he has, and the determined set of his shoulders. And it surprises her, her eyebrows arching.