Draco reached over the table and grabbed a roll of bread as an excuse to keep quiet. Ever since he had failed The Dark Lords latest mission, he had lost his usual confidence. He didn't quite understand why he was still at school.

Before Draco could respond, another voice called out. "Hermione?"
 
Her head flew up and her eyes widened. She wiped away the tears the best she could. "Hide!" she told Draco. He gave her a questioning look as footsteps started getting louder. She was pulling on his arm and before he knew what was happening, he had been secured inside a cubicle.

"He would make a lovely corpse," the petite girl and let out a small laugh. The noise sent a chill down his spine. Again, panic consumed him and his mind started racing. They were going to kill him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw a movement to the left hand side of his vision. Diverting his attention towards the disturbance, his eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. His heart started beating rapidly and his breath felt constricted.
Slowly approaching the carefree girl in the lake were five figures. Five hooded figures, wearing black cloaks. The insane muggles had returned and it seemed they'd found their latest victim.