"Bloody strange, though. Our Hermione and Draco bloody Malfoy, of all people," George said, shaking his head as though confused by the state of the world. Hermione just smiled to herself and took another bite of her savoury, eyes on Draco who had his glass of firewhiskey in hand, and was gesturing animatedly at Dean. They appeared to be debating something but what exactly, Hermione couldn't hear over the music.