Hermione spent the weekend without hearing anything more from Malfoy. She did her best not to think about the missive she sent in her tired state, and failed miserably. Even as she attempted to get lost in her impressive personal library, her mind kept going back to those silver eyes. Now, it's Monday morning and she is about to see him again. Waking up on time, she takes extra care with her hair and puts on a light coat of makeup. (For herself, and not anyone else. Thank you very much.) The years have been kind to Hermione, her girlish frame gave way to her new curves. Not to mention balanced meals and regular exercise. Looking in the mirror, she adds a quick spritz of perfume and heads out the door.