As Draco made to exit the room, Remus stopped him, put a hand on his shoulder, and leaned in to whisper something softly in his ear. Damn werewolves, she couldn’t hear anything. Hermione had never seen the two men in such close proximity, not counting their lessons in third year of course. Her mouth slightly watered staring at them both, as she imagined Remus embracing Malfoy in a different manner.