Harry had seen the way Malfoy looked at the two of them, he was intrigued by their dynamic. He laughed internally. No, Malfoy wasn’t intrigued. He was horny as fuck. He definitely wanted Hermione and Harry thought there was even a glimmer of lust hidden within the hate of his eyes when Harry had unveiled him in the mirror. If Malfoy wanted both of them, well, that could be arranged.