Hermione was terrified. The rage in Draco's eyes was unmistakable; He looked like he was ready to kill someone. When she did not answer, he slammed her arms above her head, pinning her to the wall. "How dare you mock me like that," he snarled in her face. "You filthy mudblood."

She had to admit, his behavior was strange, but she did not have time to analyze the bizarre antics of Draco Malfoy. She had to get out of the castle, and fast. With complete disregard of her uneasy feelings, Hermione marched passed Malfoy and made her way down the corridor. To her utter amazement, he followed.

Draco stepped forward as though to attack again, but someone grabbed him from behind. He spun quickly, eager to drag someone else into the fight, but saw that it was Harry. "Enough, mate!" Harry said urgently, seeing the astonished looks they were getting from the crowd. Draco exhaled deeply and took a final look at Ron, who was staggering to his feet once more.