Harry had been far to restless to seat himself, and instead stood behind the chair at the table he had previously left. Ron had, amazingly, managed to string up a conversation with Draco's manager, Hermione, and the pair had still been sitting where Harry had left them. Resting his hands on the backrest of the chair, Harry followed the conversation with great attention and appreciation.<br/>Harry sensed movement somewhere to his left, as Pansy had circled back towards the table. This time, we was holding a crystal glass of clear liquid.<br/>"Are they still going?" she asked him, low, as if not to startle the pair. "How has she not left?"<br/>"I think he wont let her," Harry offered with a grin, as he glanced back at his old school mate.