Draco knew Blaise was right, he’d seen the lads eyeing her up since she got on the train at Hogwarts. She looked good, tight muggle jeans showing off those long legs of hers. He’d given a Nott a shove for looking at her arse. She seemed oblivious to all the attention but it was only a matter of time before someone made a move. He watched her as she went and sat with Longbottom and a group of Hufflepuffs. As she sat down, Longbottom swung an arm around her and Draco could see him give her shoulder a squeeze even as he carried on talking to the others. He hated seeing that easy touch, as if Longbottom thought nothing of touching her, of reaching out like it was nothing. She’d probably recoil if he tried. 