Hermione recoiled at the implication that she was not taking this seriously. She turned to see Draco smiling broadly, it was rare for her to be given strict words from a teacher and he knew it. Her mouth was dry when his gaze raked over her body languidly, taking in every curve, every dip, every freckle.. Focus. She closed her eyes to block out the sight of lust in Draco’s grey eyes, hauntingly beautiful she was struggling to centre herself, to find the heartbeat.