His sly smile helped to dissipate some of the tension in his frame. Rising from his desk, he crossed the space between them to perch himself at the edge of her desk. Just as he had days earlier, he wanted to be as close to her as possible before he spoke about potential treason. Before either of them could speak, a rustling of parchment caught their attention. Rachel was almost across the threshold when Rabastan slammed the door in her face with a spell. The click of the lock left no room for interpretation. No doubt the ignorant chit believed they were about to repeat their actions from the day before. There were few secrets in their department. It was cruel to taunt the girl so, but Hermione couldn't help but chuckle again.