Tightening the strap on her shoulder as she reluctantly stepped away from his cell, fighting the urge to stay with him a few moments longer. She pulled a small paperback notebook from her robe’s inside pocket. Being Hermione, of course, her daily planner was always within reach. She skimmed through the pages and tucked it away again. Her composure returning, for now - she looked kindly back at Draco for a moment.