At Hermione's easy-going manner, Draco just still stood there, rather shocked. This was Granger who hated him and who he had hated for so many years, all of a sudden calling him by his first name and treating him...well, like a friend. Who knew that all he'd had to do in order to be liked by the lot of them was make nice with Potter and the Weaselette? Keeping his rather shaking arms around Ginny still, not willing to show his weakness to the other two, Draco glanced over at Hermione lightly.
"If I'd known you were thinking of kissing this Weasley, I would've invited Weasel along to watch the show. A bit of harmless revenge never hurt anyone," he commented wryly, saying the first non-stupid thing that came to mind, regardless of the fact that they were getting ready to Portkey out. This whole event...oh, bloody hell. Draco just wished Blaise were here, so he didn't feel so damn out of place among the Gryffindors.