Draco narrowed his eyes and studied the Veela with his glow and his French accent and then turned to Pansy.  She was watching the reunion with malicious anticipation written all over her face, but as Hermione and Jean exchanged the pleasantries of people happy enough to meet again despite being mostly indifferent to one another, her glee faded and a sullen, forced smile took its place.  There would be no fireworks here.