Draco smirked at that and didn't wince when Hermione hit him on his forearm, showing her irritation once she understood what Blaise was talking about. Her cheeks were red, and not only from embarrassment, hands frantically trying to smooth out any evidence of someone messing with it. Draco tugged her closer, his hand gripping the sleeve of her robe, wanting her closer. "You're an arse for not telling me, Malfoy." Hermione looked at him pointedly, still flustered since people around them could hear everything crystal clear. Some understood exactly what they were talking about but didn't dare to snicker or comment. "But then again, you never were nice."