"Thank you both," Nimue said. She kept her expression veiled, but couldn't suppress a blush. So she doesn't like Draco? she thought. That seemed a little odd. He was the boy it seemed everyone (especially Slytherins) in their Year and younger wanted, whether it be for the status one could gain from having him as a boyfriend, the romantic quest to 'change' a Scoundrel, aiming for a shot at marrying into the Most Noble and Ancient House of Malfoy, or simply for his looks. That Draco seemed almost indifferent to girls only made him more irresistible to those inclined to look his way So, for him to be the one 'highly eligible' boy Embry chose to pass over...
Embry already had a book out, as if she was about to disappear within its pages and leave Nimue to make conversation with Draco. That was supposed to be her maneuver. "What is it you're reading, Embry?" She turned to Saklas, who was scowling imperiously at Embry, clearly deeming her too 'low class' for the august company with whom she shared the compartment. "Saklas, my book please," she said, then hissed in a lower voice for his ears only, "Stop it! No, don't punish yourself, just be polite from now on." Saklas' ears sagged, but at least he didn't start bashing his head into anything. He snapped his fingers, and a bookmarked copy of Herbology, Transfiguration, Arithmancy, and the Potionmaker's Art: The Four Pillars of Advanced Ecological Alchemy appeared in his hand. This was not a school text, but the sort of tome a practitioner would take up after graduating from Hogwarts. "Thank you," she said, taking it.
Hopefully my choice of reading material will make me less interesting to him. He despises Hermione. Though that may be more due to her ancestry than her intelligence.