Hermione decided to seek Malfoy out and give the present to him tonight, if he was back from the Manor before bedtime. A sense of trepidation burgeoned in her at the idea of visiting Malfoy in his rooms, and she clutched a hand tightly around her token present as she drank down the remains of her coffee. As she stood however, she heard footsteps echoing in the Hall and looked up to see Malfoy approaching the High Table. Oh...good. She smiled and lifted a hand in a stupid little half-wave of acknowledgement, walking around the table to meet him.