The sound of her appearance startled Draco and it was clear by the sudden jerk of his body as he turned to look at her. His hair was ruffled and he shoved his hands in his pockets in order to conceal the trembling. It was definitely odd that he was there waiting for instead of having a house elf bring her to him.
Draco stood and stared at her, before finally breaking the silence. "Pansy," he whispered, quiet and uncertain.