"'So, I am here asking that particular witch why she never showed up,"  he was so close it was hard for Hermione to breathe to think or even exist in this proximity. Despite his icy demeanor, it was hard for her not to feel hot next to him. She could hear the disappointment in his voice, if not even a bit of sadness. The mere thought of him being sad because of her was enough to leave her speechless once again. She quickly vanished those thoughts and tried her best to respond.