Hermione turned to face the Slytherin table, and not a second later her eyes found his. Fuck, molten chocolate gave him a stare heavier than air. Draco wore his amused face and watched in awe as Hermione turned red. Her cheeks were violently pink, lips parted and eyebrows up in the ceiling. What a beautiful sight, Draco thought. Her eyes softened, but the stare deepened. Draco wanted to run to her, but instead he smiled, got up and walked out of the hall. Merlin if she doesn’t follow him. 