She blushed faintly, pleased by the unspoken invitation, and threw him another small smile. "I'm sure they care, in their own way, and I imagine I'll get a hex or two thrown my way in the halls tomorrow, but after five years of being a Slytherin in a school clearly biased against my house, it's nothing I can't handle, I'm sure."
She sat down, curling her legs beneath her and settling in rather like a cat curled up, in a post that would, to Draco at least, feel eerily familiar. "I promise not to disturb you too much," she said prettily, grinning a little, his dislike of being interrupted very well known by now.