You were talking to the golden trio.

"I, uh, roll with a crew of problematic bitches and we call ourselves, The Squad," you said, "Me, Draco, Mattheo and Daphne, all of us hot, psychotic bitches,"

Hermione laughed, "As much as I hate Malfoy and Riddle, I can see you three and Greengrass being idiots,"

Harry snorted and Ron rolled his eyes.

"Why do we even hang out with her?" he whispered to Harry - thinking you couldn't hear him, "She's Slytherin and is friends with Malfoy and Riddle, like that's a bit suspicious."