Hermione approaches a tree to read the muggle version of the book, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. She was very fond of the muggle version, though everyone knew Miss Austen was one of the famous Ravenclaws that ever lived, but still. The muggle version resonated better.

As she walked over, she saw a flash of platinum blonde hair. Draco Malfoy. Great. He was surrounded by his goons, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. They were chatting and laughing, though Malfoy's laughs and smiles were fake. Like, obnoxiously fabricated. Crabbe and Goyle didn't seem to notice, because, quoting Draco,

"Honestly, if you were any slower, you'd be going backward."

They continued talking until Draco caught a glimpse of Hermione, no longer looking at him, and face stuck in a book, as always... and he stood up, and whispered something to Crabbe and Goyle, and uttered something along the lines of... "Granger Danger! Granger Danger! Get out!" As he grabbed his bag, grabbed a leather jacket and sunglasses, quickly putting them on. He sat down lying on the tree, on hand behind his head, one holding a green apple he stole from the kitchens.

Hermione, however, caught wind of this "transformation", and raised an eyebrow at him. As she approached him to ask a question, he took a bite of his green apple. "Hey Granger." He said in a pretending-to-be-cool voice, which she picked up on.

"What is this?" she asked. "What do you mean?" He replied. She then remembered that this was how Ginny acted around Luna. "You don't like me, do ya?" She cautiously asked. "Do you have to sound so horrified?" he said.