Without so much as a glance in their direction, Holly and I take our luxuriously spacious seats and placidly begin to dig into the food the previous occupants were just about to eat. And it just so happens that Malfoy is sitting directly across from us, giving us a wary look. I give him a polite smile and offer my hand out to shake. "Hello, I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced. I’m Hermione Granger-Potter." Draco looks awfully conflicted about shaking the hand of a "mudblood’, but he did just see me wipe the floor with several older years. My smile turns more into a smirk.