Hermione blushed, but thrilled wildly at Enola's validation at the same time. She had to confess that she'd been too busy kissing Harry to really notice any of the ways in which he looked at her ... but she would definitely be on the look out for it now. The idea of Harry objectifying her so blatantly should have irritated her feminist sensibilities ... but instead it stirred crazy flutterings all throughout her body. In fact, the very idea of Harry fantasising over her just made Hermione want to show off for him more, to drive him as wild as he did her. It was a delicious train of thought.