Granger's focus wandered around the room, watching the small groups of witches and wizards as they conversed. "I’ll be right back, I want to say hello to Harry, save me a creme brûlée tart will you?" She shot up and glided over to where Potter chatted to Slughorn and a very tall pale man who looked to be in his early twenties. Black rings circled his eyes and Draco assumed he must be the vampire everyone was talking about.