Draco moved away from the edge of the table, walking slowly towards her end. The temperature in the room seemed to rise and she didn't think it had anything to do with her close proximity to an open flame. How was it that even though she didn't trust the man, she found herself eager to see what would happen when they were alone? She didn't know what he was up to, what his plans for helping her were. Experience taught her to be wary of someone who offered assistance for seemingly no reason. There would always be a moment when they would finally name their price.