She tried not to frighten him, despite having to make him notice her somehow, but for some reason, she hadn’t expected him to react within a millisecond of her attempt to reach out to him. In an instant, his left arm, the one without the wand, grabbed her wrist while he turned aggressively around, threatening her with his wand on her neck. Hermione couldn’t help but grimace due to the uncomfortable and slightly painful grip and the poking wand on her delicate skin.