"Just laughing at myself, Granger." he grinned at her and leaned a shoulder against the door frame, arms folded across his chest, "I forgot for a moment that my pompous ass isn’t the center of the universe." she raised an eyebrow at him and tossed the mugwort over her shoulder, which made him chuckle and shake his head ruefully. She dragged the back of her hand across her forehead. Her skin glistened with sweat, and she had dirt all over her hands and streaked across her face. She’d only been working for ten or fifteen minutes, and she seemed to glow in the sunshine which brought out the golden highlights in her hair. He walked over to her and held out his hand to her to help her up. She almost took it- but then realized how dirty her hands were. 