Her heart skipped a beat. She knew what was coming and still the words were a shock to her. Hermione tried to stretch some time by smiling and looking around. Everyone on the terrace was watching, even a waiter stopped midway and was waiting for her answer. Skeeter was behind her and without a doubt taking pictures or scribbling in her little notebook. Hermione took a deep breath and returned her gaze to Malfoy. Everything went silent, the air became so thick that it could be cut. Hermione couldn’t stand the ambiance a second longer.