[Pressing her lips together in a tight line, Hermione manages to hold her tongue until he finishes. Something about her expression softens, though she also looks...tired - almost as if the fight has been driven out of her.]

Draco... [It feels odd to say his name, but she brushes it off and continues...] If we were friendly before, we could probably be that way again.

And I can tell you, if we were - are - friends, I would be against you putting yourself in danger. I would much rather you find someone you trust to confide in and -

Well, I might be able to make some Dreamless Sleep if that helps matters at all.