 Out on the dance floor, most students were lost in each other, too busy swaying or twirling to the strums of the acoustic band to take notice of her and Malfoy. But there were a few off to the side pointing and whispering at them. Hermione became vaguely aware of someone shooting daggers at her. With her hand still pressed on Malfoy’s forearm, she stole a glance behind her. 