"A squib? Yes, I know that, Malfoy," she interrupted with an eye roll – perhaps she'd drunk a little too much tonight too. But it had only been two – no, maybe three – no...two glasses? She gave up on her calculations and smiled at Malfoy, pushing away her dinner plate and resting her chin in her hand. "What else did you like that you've seen recently?" Hermione had no idea what sort of movies Malfoy would like. It could be anything.