In a low voice, quiet enough that he likely couldn't be heard over Potter and Theo's continued conversation about the capsules, Blaise said, "I suspect they'll try to goad us. To pit us against one another." Draco knew who he meant. Certainly not Potter and Theo, or any iteration containing either of them. The obvious targets would be he and Blaise. Shove it in their faces that they both have (or have had) Hermione, play on that, and hope to disassemble whatever ill-thought plans the Seven might suspect them of having. Draco nodded, not taking his eyes off the red, sort of foreboding, building. "It may be to our benefit to allow them to think they they succeed."