The market was crowded with blonde heads, and for a few moments, Hermione worried she might lose Draco in the mob. He really did fit right in, especially after donning casual clothing. He was right,  too, that she would be a target. Many people were staring at her, namely her curly brown hair and tanned skin. Whispers seemed to follow, along with pointing fingers (and a very obvious "I told you so’ look from Draco). The mobs of people seemed to speak multiple languages as well, and she caught snippets of Greek conversations, some English, French even, among others. 