“Y-You can’t do this to me! My husband—he’s your friend!”
 
“Friend? Ha!” scoffed another voice. It seemed to be one of a man’s. He was breathing loudly, almost similar to panting, but hungrier.
 
“Lucius was never my friend, Cissy. He is just an ally, a servant of the Dark Lord such as myself. Other than that, he is a mere human to me-- a mere tasty human. Almost as ta

“Where were you? I heard father talking with Snake-Eyes…he said…you and Greyback…but you escaped! I tried to go out but---“
 
“I’m okay now, my little dragon.” She whispered in his ear.
 
“But how--?” Draco croaked.

“Someone saved me, Draco!” she said happily as she grasped his shoulders and gently parted his chest from hers.

“HOW DARE YOU—“

 
“Go ahead Malfoy! Hurt me! Just like what you did to Harry and Ron! Hurt me because I was standing up for my friends! GO AHEAD AND DO IT!”

 
Malfoy raised his wand over his head. His face was really angry, but after a few seconds, it carried a confused look. He lowered his wand all the way to his side and turned away. The Slytherins were staring at him, their faces stunned.

“EXPECTO PATRONUM!”

Hermione opened her eyes and looked up. The dementors quickly dispersed, and Hermione saw why.