A woman with a sleek black bob poked her head out from one of the aisles. She squinted at Hermione and Harry with dark eyes.Another head appeared over hers, one Hermione instantly recognized. Neville Longbottom, who was supposed to be in South America teaching for the semester, looked down at the petite witch. "Come on, Pans. Hermione doesn't bite."Yes, but I do," Pansy Parkinson said with a shake of her hair.Neville, dressed in work boots and coveralls, dragged Pansy out of the aisle. She stuck out her tongue at him and smoothed her unseasonably short red dress. And then, to Hermione's utter shock, Neville captured her jaw in one hand and smothered Pansy's bow-shaped mouth with his.It was not the type of snog one gave in front of one's friends. Hermione flushed and looked away, while Harry pretended to be very interested in a giant pitcher plant.