He checked his watch again before returning to his poor habit of mutilating his fingernails; Black should be arriving at any minute. Pansy would have been incensed if she caught him picking at his cuticles again, but he couldn’t care less. He was nervous. Mainly, he just didn’t know what to say, he felt like he should apologize, but on the other hand, his feelings for Granger were out of his control. The only thing he was certain of was that the last full moon had been the most calming yet, and Remus hadn’t extended another invitation to join them. Hermione had confided in Draco that she planned to participate in this month’s outing, and maybe if he made up with Black, Remus would feel more comfortable asking him to tag along.