"Ron. We don’t bloody do that," Potter said in a fierce whisper, and then added in an even lower voice such that Draco could barely make his words out: "Besides, "Mione wouldn’t like it. You know that." Draco’s eyebrows arched; Granger would disapprove of the Weasel tormenting him? That was...perhaps not entirely unexpected. It was probably her who had arranged this little redecoration like she had promised. Draco honestly hadn’t expected her to keep her word. He felt oddly set off-balance.