She hid another smile behind the menu the waiter gave her. Dinner unfolded, simply, easily, thank Merlin, both of them relaxing as the evening went on – although the electric hum of sexual tension remained, buzzing in the air and making everything somehow more...meaningful. It was just like any other time she was around Malfoy, only now she was constantly being reminded of her desperate desire to shag him senseless. And then when the dessert menu arrived, Malfoy tossed it onto the table, leaning back in his chair and fixing her with a look.