"Harry!" Hermione greeted him. "How was your summer?"
"Great," Harry answered. "You?"
"Horrible. Where's Ron?" Hermione questioned, looking around for Ron.
"He's in Romania visiting Charlie," Harry replied. "He said that he'd be back in a few days."
"A few days?" Hermione panicked (spelling?). "I only have two days to get a fiancé!"
"I know. He says that you need to buy time. Do anything you can to keep the law that's legal. Want to go find a compartment?"
"Yeah. Might as well," Hermione sighed.
"Haha," Draco Malfoy laughed as Hermione walked by. "Did you hear? They already have the pairs picked out." Malfoy smirked and looked her up and down.
"Shove off Malfoy," Hermione answered. "If you know who you're paired with.. It's probably some dumb girl."
"Some dumb girl?" Malfoy smirked. "You do know that you just described yourself."
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked. "If you know anything about Hermione, you can tellus now."
"Oh. I don't think I want to ruin the surprise."
"Are you going to tell me or not?" Hermione answered.
"Look in the Daily Prophet tomorrow morning," was all that he replied before walking away with his friends.
"Wonder what he was talking about," Harry said.
"Whatever. Couldn't be that great. It was the ferretthat said it and all."
"Yeah. Let's go find a place on the train."