Just the two. Two was more than Draco had, but he didn't exactly want a boat, did he? No. The wind whipped down the street and Malfoy shoved his hands in his coat pockets. He was on the verge of ending the conversation when Zabini mentioned getting the former Slytherins together.
"Yes, let's," he said. "I must say I'm rather curious to see what everyone has been doing." He laughed unexpectedly at the idea of Pucey's monastic life. "Pucey--a bloody professor. I never in all my years imagined such a thing." Although it twinged Draco a bit that Pucey had a job Draco envied. There was always the Potions professor's job to think about, so he ignored the desire to hex Pucey when the Slytherin wasn't looking.