Hermione snorted indignatly at his totally false claim to doing any work. She tried her best not to beam at the professor when she didn't believe him for a second. She was sure dome day that Draco Makfoy would have a wife and, oh to shudder at the thought, a house elf, taking care of him. The thought made her stonsvb twist.
Professor MgGonagall swept away from them and Hermione felt awkward and chuckled when she heard Draco's comment. "No worse than Snape," she said quietly. She chances a look at him, what was going to happen now? Hermione hated that she felt a sort of ache for him that she knew kissing someone like Ron would never satisfy.