Hermione took her place in line, facing the opposing team’s Seeker. Even though she knew it wouldn’t help calm her already frayed nerves, she looked up and searched Malfoy’s eyes. Without even stopping to think about why she was doing it. The boy’s blond hair was already damp from the rain, and stuck to his pale forehead. They had all put on waterproof capes over their regulation uniform, to keep out the cold from the rainy atmosphere. He held his Nimbus Two Thousand and One at his side with elegance. And he wasn’t looking at her.