As if taunting him, Granger stepped forward and into his personal space, her eyes wide and watchful as she studied him clinically, like one of her open tomes in the middle of the Hogwarts library. He begged his body to move away from her just then, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as he watched a knowing smile spread across her the small corners of her lips. She knew perfectly well what was happening to him and she was taking pleasure in watching him unravel before him as she looked at him like one of her muggle science experiments.