[Still Hermione's POV]
Ginny's shriek was masked by Ron's loud and obnoxious laughing. In response Ginny walked up and smacked him upside the head. Harry stifled his laughter. "Hermione, what do you need me to do?"
I basically sat twiddling my fingers as I waited for Malfoy. Ginny had done up my hair, which actually cooperated during the process, in a slightly rushed-looking high ponytail. (On purpose) I had on the dress along with the necklace, and a pair of heels that Ginny had lent me.
I remember thinking, 'Why am I nervous? It's just Malfoy." And then I realized that I was scared of Malfoy's dad, also a Malfoy, and a Death Eater. My heart dropped to the basement as I heard the doorbell ring. I walked to get it, with Harry, Ginny, and Ron as, well, bodyguards in case he wanted to hex me.
I opened the door and held my breath. There he was; and he hadn't changed. He looked at me in way that made me extremely nervous, but at the same time flattered. For the first time in the eight years, it wasn't a look of serious loathing.
"Hi," I greeting, letting out breath. He smirked.
"Hello Granger," he sneered. "What's with the look?"
"What look?" I asked confusedly. Malfoy's smirk grew.
"Attraction." Ron and Harry gasped, but Ginny was braver. She slapped him. "What was that for?"
"Hermione is not and will never be attracted to you in any way and I'm sure she'd rather marry Neville than you, you stupid ferret!" Ginny shouted. Malfoy looked rather like he'd been drenched in cold water. Simultaneously, Harry, Ron, and I burst out laughing.
"Come on Granger, I'm starting to lose my mind due to this company," Malfoy demanded. I looked at my best friends and gave them each a hug. Tears filled my eyes.
"Bye," I sighed. Harry held on tighter; he always was the most understanding.
"Remember, if you need me, or if Malfoy gives you any trouble, I'll come get you anytime, anywhere," he whispered. Malfoy grabbed my arm.
"Granger, do you suddenly feel the need to anger my parents," he growled. I let go of my friends and waved goodbye, knowing fully that I might never see them again.