She was also far too busy reading up on the history of the Triwizard Tournament to think about Malfoy and due to the influx of exchange students, she didn’t have any classes with Slytherin students, pushing him even further from her mind. When she did spot him in the distance, he was usually chatting to friends or being swarmed by a small group of pretty Beauxbatons students, much to Pansy Parkinson’s dismay.