Hermione raised a brow, looking as if she'd missed an important chapter in the story of what the hell had just happened. "Draco, are you alright?" she asked, stepping towards him. Her wand was firm in her hand, and she had every intention of going down to the street to see what had taken place right outside of her building. It seemed a little too perfect that it would take place so close to her work place, so soon after the branding. Or perhaps Hermione had just reached a new level of paranoia.