Malfoy was whispering to his friend and kept sneaking looks at Hermione. She was getting more agitated by the second. "Does he have to keep looking at me like that? Like, like, I'm his next meal?" She finally whispered to Ginny. Ginny just reminded her of their discussion on the train. "He placed his arm around my waist while passing me to check a compartment. Then offered his hand while disembarking the train. I mean, what the hell?" Ginny told her it was a Pureblood etiquette kind of thing. Chivalrous. To which, Hermione snorted. God, he was beautiful though, she thought to herself.