"So, where are you heading off to?" Malfoy asked Hermione as she waved a last goodbye to Neville, who was going to Hannah's for the holidays, and then taking the witch to his Gran's for Christmas. She suspected Neville might be planning to pop the question, and had wished him luck and given him a tight hug when he'd left. She glanced up at Malfoy, startled by his sudden appearance at her side. He wasn't in teacher's robes now that school was over, but dark dress trousers, and white oxford shirt with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his forearms. Her eyes went immediately to the faded Mark there on the pale skin of his arm, before she forced her gaze up to his eyes, which had gone sharp and horrified, as though he'd only just realised his Mark was on display. Hermione shrugged and made herself smile at him, taking great effort to keep her tone normal.