"Hm? No, I haven’t heard anything about Malfoy going anywhere," Ron answered disinterestedly and turned straight back to Cho, snuggling her and talking in low tones. That boy had a one-track mind – he and Cho were worse than Harry and Ginny, and that was saying something. Hermione frowned, twisting Parvati’s letter in her hands as she worried. She didn’t bloody like not knowing things! And she couldn’t make a point of asking people if they knew what was going on – she didn’t want to arouse suspicion. She wondered if Harry might know – she could always ask him after the meeting. Unless...he didn’t have something to do with it, did he? Hermione rolled and unrolled Parvati’s scroll nervously, the feel of the thick parchment somehow comforting to her.