Her eyes flickered towards the drink. Too absorbed in their heated discussion, Hermione hadn't realized she'd already finished it. "Maybe I'll-" Before she could stand, Malfoy had snatched the glass out of her hand and turned towards the festive stand. Well, now. She idly remembered Ginny's barb about toasting to the Malfoy money. Honestly, this man. Wait. Where was the redhead...?