"Yes, Harry. Theodore Nott the Slytherin." Hermione's tone was patient, but she rolled her eyes to punctuate the notion that she thought he was being ridiculous. "It's just dinner. They're friends, friends have dinner together."
Changing the topic, even if only slightly, Hermione picked up the quidditch magazine that Harry had discarded and flipped through it. Ron's birthday was coming up after all. "So, how was your weekend away? Ginny hasn't said much about it. Was it good? What did you see?"