Then, without warning, Malfoy’s gunmetal eyes locked in on Hermione’s brown ones. She found she could not look away, despite the intense blush she felt creeping up her cheeks. Utterly transfixed by the intensity of his gaze, the world seemed to fall away for those few moments before he finally flicked them back down to his guitar. The breath Hermione didn’t know she was holding blew out of her, and she quickly turned back to her drink in hot embarrassment. She downed it in one go and motioned to the bartender for another. That one too was quickly swallowed and again refilled. 