The room was dim. The brightest light was from the chandelier that bounced off the dark walls, creating a pattern of glimmers .Esme walked over to her seat in silence, and Draco stood waiting. Her eyes flew to the wall behind him as he turned, following her line of vision. She flushed as she caught his eyes from the corner of her hues. A small smirk spread across his lips. The feeling of his wand pressing above her core flashed in her mind. Her cheeks grew warmer until the doors opened and the sound of quiet footsteps approached from behind her.