"Can I have a feather?" Harry asked her making her gape at him as he approached looking at her in speculation. "Or too, can I see them all?" Draco put a protective arm around her scowling down at Harry. "It’s alright Hermione." she gaped at him in pleasure. "Do you have wings? Can you fly?" she flushed feathers raising making Harry laugh. "No I don’t think so. Anyways, talk to you soon." Hermione reached out touching his hand, Harry let out a whistle as he looked at her claws. "I wish you’d changed sooner, you could have thrown Greyback on his arse twice over with those." she laughed as she put herself closer to Draco dropping Harry’s hands. Harry was smiling at her as Ron ignored her. 