Hermione knew that was true, but part of her wished she could crack open Draco's head and see what he was thinking. She would never really understand Draco, not totally. It was possibly the only thing that had kept her from hating the man entirely. He was intelligent, and he challenged her in some minor ways. Ron had the same ability to surprise her, but that was in a very different sense and manner. One that made them seem like night and day, despite that one similarity. She chewed on her cheek for a moment, the brewing thought in her mind quickly pushed back for another time. "I see. I think that's all for today, Mr. Malfoy," Hermione informed him.