She was standing at their meeting spot at 9:58 p.m., overly eager to start to work on her blood theory tonight. Malfoy was never late. In fact, if you weren’t early, he considered you to be late. With each minute that ticked by, she felt more uneasy. She checked her watch frequently. It was past 10 p.m. now. Was this payback for last night? Had his ego been so bruised, he stood her up? No, Malfoy was too proud to act like that. He would pretend nothing was wrong. Cold as ice. She checked her watch again.