"What?" she said blankly before she could censor herself, and Malfoy just smirked infuriatingly and turned his eyes away, dishing up his dinner – still smirking faintly as he did. Hermione didn't know what on earth to say, so she didn't say anything; staring at her plate wide-eyed, unable to eat she was so distracted. But after a few minutes Malfoy leaned over toward Hermione – oh god, she could smell his cologne – and asked Neville a Herbology question. And with that to break the ice, normal conversation resumed for the rest of the meal. She felt like she could sense an undercurrent of tension though, and it made her acutely aware of Malfoy, beside her.