Hermione wasn't able to see or hear the rest of the conversation, only the muffled voice of the man who stuttered in the stranger's presence. "I didn't know she was with you." He then disappeared in a hurry. Hermione's face was right up against the stranger's chest, she could feel it rise with each breath he took. He smelt of power and wealth. It was purely intoxicating, as he slowly moved her off him.