She laughed often with those two dolts, sometimes reaching out to touch them, and Draco wished she would touch him with such ease. He knew it would never be possible, she would never be so comfortable in his presence. He saw that they had also decided to have dinner, their food arriving with quite a bit of fanfare. The Weasel must have ordered half the menu he thought to himself a bit unkindly. He practically dropped his cutlery to the table when he saw Granger was using the distraction of the food arriving to quickly pull out one of her silk bags, and tucked what he could only surmise was one of her toys up under her skirt. He came back to himself quickly, realizing he was staring open mouthed again. She seemed to do that to him on an alarming number of occasions. 