Going to Flourish and Blotts was only going to give her friends more reason to call her out on only spending time with her cat and books, but she couldn't help it. Hermione couldn't help it, though. New books were always coming out and there were so many that she hadn't read yet. If her friends didn't find out, though, then they couldn't use it against her.
This would be her own little secret.
Her fingers were slowly tracing over the title of the story and then the spine. She wanted to make sure it was the perfect book before she purchased it. Her head was bent and she was intently looking it over when she heard her name. Or rather, she heard a variation of her name. It was not a voice that she was excited to hear.
In that moment, she almost wished it had been one of her friends instead. That she could deal with.
Lifting her head up she raised a brow. "Malfoy," she said with the same disdain as he had said her name. "I'm not sure what I do with my free time is of your concern." She clutched the book to her chest. "