 Crabbe and Goyle talked animatedly over breakfast, but Draco didn’t pay much attention to them as he forced down his food. Starving himself wouldn’t do anyone any good. The others were still eating when he finished his bowl of oatmeal, so he took the opportunity to leave early and have some alone-time. As he stood up from the table, his eyes moved over the Gryffindor table again, and he caught Granger staring at him from above the edge of her Daily Prophet. Draco’s eyes darted back to her instantly, but she’d already buried her nose deep in her newspaper.