Individual Pondering
'What the hell just happened?' Draco pondered as he made his way to the Slytherin Dungeons.
He muttered the password to the serpent statue and slipped through the hole.
Draco collapsed onto the black leather armchair and sighed loudly.
"What am I going to do now?"
Hermione made her way out to the large rock by the lake. She sat in the shade of the gigantic willow tree and began to play.
As the sun began to set, a rustle of leaves signaled someone's arrival. She turned to look who had come and found Harry and Ron trying to sneak up on her. They jumped behind the thin trunk of the willow in surprise. She laughed out loud and coaxed the two from behind the tree.
"Hey, Mione." Ron greeted her shyly.
"I see you found it." Harry commented, gesturing to her guitar.
Hermione smiled bashfully down at it. To make such a fuss over an inanimate object seemed quite petty to her now that she thought about it.
She gathered her belongings and headed back, Ron's arm placed protectively around her shoulders.
"Draco! You're so… so… uh, what's the word?"
"Depressed, Pansy?" Draco answered lamely.
"YEAH! That's it!" Pansy exclaimed, grinning widely. Yet, the sullen look of Draco's face turned her smile into a frown.
"Aww, Draco," Pansy whined, "what's wrong?" She began bouncing around on the couch, repeating the phrase. This annoyed Draco to the extent that he got up off the chair and chucked a nearby throw pillow at Pansy's pug face causing her to fall off the couch.
"It's time for dinner, Pans. I'm gonna go now." With another chuck of a throw pillow at Pansy, he swaggered out of the common room and headed up to the Great Hall.