"I hate them, their whole family, I'm so glad Lucious Malfoy's in Azkaban," Harry spat. "Don't let Malfoy get under your skin, Harry. He's just not worth it," Hermione said, dragging them toward Madam Malkins. "That's rich coming from you," Ron said, raising his eyebrows at her. "What do you mean?" Hermione rounded on Ron. "Well, I think only one of three of us ever got physical with Draco..." Ron suggested. "He was jumping for joy at Buckbeak's execution!" Hermione said, her tone defensive. "Okay, but what address were you going to give him just when he wanted to send flowers to your so-called attacker? Up his where?"I said, that's enough!" Madam Malkins interrupted. "There will be no vulgarity or anything of the sort in my shop, thank you!" Madam Malkins grabbed Ron aggressively and started measuring him.