It was nice to be sitting with Cho, Ginny and Luna while she waited for Draco to come back, though. So far they didn’t seem to expect her to do much more than interject an occasional comment into the conversation, or absentmindedly agree with something one of them said. They seemed to understand that she had something on her mind. Hermione suspected they thought she was daydreaming about Viktor, the thought of which made her flush, mortified. But at any rate, sitting here and thinking and half-listening to their conversation was far better than sitting up in her room alone. Her head was stuffed full of thoughts, mostly about Draco, how on earth to break into Gringotts, and Tonks.