Discreetly, she wraps her arms around her body, like she’s bracing herself from the nighttime chill. When in reality, she’s slipping her hand up the sleeve of her sweater to grip her wand. She was careful not to change the pace of her steps, not wishing to alert her admirer that she had in fact noticed them. She knew the coffee shop was coming up, which meant so was Draco’s apartment. 