Mandy nearly jumped out of her skin, her quill falling from her fingers as she glanced up at Draco. She had to admit she was surprised he was still speaking with her after it finally came to light that she was dating Harry. She glanced across the table at him, chuckling a bit as she tried to collect herself. "I wish they were, but I suppose my fingers work faster than my brain at times." she said, rolling the parchment. This particular essay was ruined, Snape would never accept it with all her random doodling's. "How're you?" she asked, curiously.