"Like I said. Maybe I’ve changed." She smiled sadly, a twist of the mouth that Draco was more used to feeling on his own face than seeing on Hermione’s. He worried about her. She wasn’t like this, and Draco didn’t like seeing her so melancholic. Maybe it was just the alcohol. Maybe Hermione Granger was a weepy drunk. The thought amused him slightly – better than a mean drunk though.