Ron stepped out of the way and there in the green chairs, sat Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. Hermione felt her stomach do a somersault. Malfoy seemed to get more handsome each year, despite his pale skin and pointed chin. Although, she noticed regretfully, it was not so pointy this year. His body seemed to have grown into his sixteen year old body, and his chin and jaw were much more strong. His eyes grew round and she thought she saw the slightest smile pull at the corner of his mouth, before he remembered where they were.