"Granger?" He said incredulously. She seemed scared, rocking on the balls of her feet and glancing around the area like she thought that she was going to be attacked any minute. Harry did a double take. She didn't look too good. Her clothes were askew - not that Harry knew that it was because of a pretty needy goodbye between the girl in question and Fleur - and she was clutching her trunk so tightly that her knuckles were turning white.