Draco doubled over, clutching his stomach with one hand and holding onto the table with the other, trying to contain the violent fit of laughter he was having. His loud chuckles echoed across the tiles of the large room. Hermione just stared at him, eyes narrowed in irritation. Feeling, irremediably, the heat in her own face rising. She folded her arms more tightly and looked at him with feigned boredom, as if his childish attitude was wearing her down.