"I wanted to talk to you about future missions," Remus said, loud enough that anyone who really strained to listen could hear, and Hermione was straining – so were the other three girls, from the sound of complete silence that filled the lounge. Draco raised an eyebrow, Hermione thought, and his hand ran through his hair. Merlin, he was gorgeous. And rather distressed looking, Hermione reminded herself, steering her thoughts back on track.