These were the thoughts that plagued Hermione all week long and into the weekend following her run-in with Malfoy. That week she’d managed to fix the muggle wireless she’d brought along and dropped it at Malfoy’s door with a note earlier that morning. The environment in their shared dormitory had been awkward and tense since Hogsmeade and she was determined not to let that interfere with their progress in Malfoy’s probationary tasks. She had left him a list of stations to tune to that were on her list of favorites. She’d pondered more than once since that morning whether or not he had listened yet, what his opinion of muggle music might be, whether he might also find the American station to be intriguing with its wide variety of musical genres.  She had yet to see Malfoy today and wondered whether the wireless was enough to provoke a conversation from him.