His token smirk was back in place, repeating himself. "I'm going with you, Granger." She opened her mouth to question him further when all at once she saw his vision. Malfoy wanted to mess with the guy. Poor bloke thought he'd be getting lucky with two witches when in reality she'd be dragging the man he'd called a "cocky bastard" down to lover's cove with them. Merlin, what a devious idea. A perfectly Slytherin idea.