Truthfully, she was actually more interested in talking to Draco. He was like a fossil. An untouched piece of history that she couldn’t refrain from being curious about. She wanted to explore, to understand how Draco  Fucking  Malfoy had gone off the radar for so many years, only to turn up on a ministry-sanctioned trip to the lost city of Atlantis with a few quidditch books and a sour attitude. 