Learning of Worlds-Private

Draco was eyeing the girl up and down with disgust. Hearing Potter, he snorted. "Help if you want Potter. However, I do agree. It's getting late, and no doubt that fool headed Hagrid has forgotten us,"he jeered. Without waiting for an answer, he began heading back along the path from the way they had came. "Keep up!" he taunted them over his shoulder.

The girl's entire demeanor had changed the moment Potter had agreed to help her. She stumbled over to him, carefully picking her way over the roots and limbs on the ground. Her tiny feet were bare; she had no shoes. She was now smiling. "Thank you!"she cried softly. "I haven't had anything to eat in a long time. Normally we have food brought to us, but,"she suddenly cut short. She lowered her head, clearly saddening. "Sorry. I'm now allowed to talk about home,"she whispered.
//Perfect!