 He was grateful that night that he could sit with his back to them, and not let her see the outrage on his face. When he stood up to leave, however, his eyes met Hermione’s for just a second, unable to keep himself from sparing a glance in her direction, and her cheeks fired up with the familiar crimson. She didn’t look away, though, as she normally would. Instead, she gave him a small apologetic smile, and that was enough to rekindle the spark of hope in Draco’s core.