"Oh, didn't I?" Angelina asked archly, pushing her food around her plate pickily and wrinkling her nose up at a bite-sized fish pie, popping a piece of custard tart in her mouth and making a hum of enjoyment. Hermione listened to the threesome argue lightly with intrigued amusement, ever so faintly annoyed – but hardly surprised – that she and Draco had been the subject of betting.