The shop had just opened, and Hermione faintly heard a couple of customers start to trickle in, no doubt trying to get ahead of their shopping and avoid the lunch rush. She strained her ears trying to listen for Draco. Yes, he was ten minutes late, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t show. Trying to keep herself occupied, she straightened her textbooks and notebooks, and organized her pens, highlighters, and various other study materials. Once she finished, she moved on to fiddling with her take away cup of tea. One of two she picked up from the bakery just down the road.