"Why is this all so fucking contradictory?!" she growled to herself as she flipped a book over to look at the author and publication date. She shuffled through the books around her, checking publication dates. "It's all damn antiquated!" She slammed a book shut. "uuugh!!" she shoved her chair back roughly, standing up and nearly running into Draco as she spun around and stalked off. He caught her about the waist and turned, directing her forward momentum to keep her from smashing her face into his chest.  He ended sitting on the edge of the table she had just vacated, Hermione leaning into him shocked. "Hey." he said softly, looking down into her face as she looked up at him. She blinked at him, standing stunned between his knees, her hands on his chest. "that was absurdly smooth Malfoy." she said finally,