Nodding sagely and handing the other butterbeer to Ron while she hugged back, Hermione's smile grew just a modicum larger, "I suppose if Ron was already here, that would be a good indication of your own tardiness. But I'm not completely sure that excuses you these pants," she gave Harry a once-over, "I'm pretty sure I can see your underwear in the back, actually."
"Speaking of Draco, you won't believe who I saw the other day," she paused dramatically, waiting for her friends' interest to be sparked, "Blaise Zabini. Apparently he's back from his little 'Neutrality Trip' to France or somewhere. And who are those men over there? I don't recognize them at all."