Hermione didn’t. She’d never personally met Lucius and Narcissa’s only offspring, and if the rumours were anything to go by, she didn’t particularly want to. The young Prince Draco – he was nearly a full year younger than she was – was famed for exploits involving women and wine, like most typical pureblood males of that age. He’d repeatedly been found drunk with girls in his room at Eton. Any other boy would have been instantly expelled for such misdemeanours, but Lucius was on the board of governors, so naturally he’d received the lightest of wrist-slaps.