He looked at her with a crooked grin and said, ::Don’t you worry Hermione, you wouldn’t be you if you weren’t excited at the prospect of new books to read.:: Malfoy looked amused at the comment, while the other two sat oblivious as to what was being said, as neither of them spoke French. Abraxas was about to ask them what year they would be in when the door opened once more, this time admitting the familiar face of Tom Marvolo Riddle. Teal eyes scanned curiously over the unknown pair sitting in