She had been intentionally late. Malfoy seemed like the kind of person who would be concerned about punctuality. Typically, she was the kind of person who was concerned about punctuality, but as the clock struck eight, she was still only half dressed. Her hair had been more uncooperative than usual this morning, unwilling to be confined to the bun she had repinned seven times already. Deciding what to wear was even more of a nightmare since he had never actually told her what they were doing. Eventually, she decided on a comfortable pair of leggings and an oversized cropped t-shirt with some trainers. With one last look in the mirror, she grabbed a random set of robes, stuffing them into her backpack with a water bottle. 