"No, I didn’t" Hermione mused. They were coming up on the villa steps now. "Would you like to join us for dinner?" Hermione asked politely, excited at the prospect of pressing him with further questions on the Atlantis fleet, what he knew about Draco's lineage, and perhaps, even the crystal. They were having quite an extravagant dinner for Christmas, after all. She considered the process of plying him with enough wine to really get him talking. 