[Oh, great, it's Malfoy. What a loser. Harry looks around but Ron and Hermione aren't around and there's nowhere else to sit. He'd just say screw it and go play guitar and be popular, but Hermione's been annoyingly reluctant to do his homework for him lately and he really does need to get this essay done. So he sits down, shooting a generally impatient look Malfoy's way.]
yeah this is happening