Ginny eyed Malfoy carefully as he bent and took a good look at James, leaning in so close over Hermione that she could feel his body heat and smell his cologne. Too close, she thought as her heart skipped and raced like mad, and her...discomfort...made her breath distinctly not even. Draco lifted his cool eyes from examining little James to skim his gaze over Hermione's face as her breath came unsteadily. He looked into her eyes, and one corner of his mouth lifted in a knowing kind of smirk. Oh. Her stomach flipped and her chest went tight – she pressed her thighs hard together as a throb made itself suddenly, insistently known between them.