weren’t a bad band, with their lead singer having a strong, vibrating voice; besides, the lyrics made sense not in an overly-sweet sense and it sounded great live, even better than what he heard in Hermione’s old headphones. However, Hermione was just too short to see anything happening on the scene and Draco had to haul her ass onto his arms. She clearly enjoyed the setting, singing aloud all those songs and cheering, and honestly Draco’s mood improved simply because of that—her joy was infectious.