"Right... well," Hermione started again, her voice coming out extremely high pitched and nervous, "as I was saying, if we’re going to be learning defence," Harry stopped listening for a moment, looking at Draco’s face and finding him gazing intently at the bar, "we need to figure out where we’re going to do it," he followed his gaze, and found a witch covered head to toe in black robes, including a veil that covered her entire face, "and when, and how we’re going to organise," Hermione jumped in surprise when Draco pushed his chair back, and stood abruptly.