Hermione paused when she reached the High Table. The general rabble sat on benches at separate tables dotting the Great Hall, but as spymistress she’d worked her way into a coveted seat here. What was this, though? Her seat – normally fairly far from the ducal couple, next to an Auror called Rosier – had suddenly been moved closer, her initials HJG embroidered on the hanging at the back of the chair. Now she was sitting significantly closer to the Duke and Duchess, with Malfoy positioned a little further down on the opposite side. She slid into her seat warily.