"I think I might know where it is," Draco announced with relish, and watched Hermione’s face cycle through a variety of emotions. She was terrible at disguising her feelings; Draco was just amazed no one in the Order had picked up on her behaviour toward Draco. Although Nymphadora seemed to suspect something, from the suspicious little glances she flashed the two of them now and then. But that might just be because she was a Black, not a noble Gryffindor like most of the others.