Esme glanced at herself in the mirror. Memories of yesterday filled her thoughts, and she blushed furiously as her eyes wandered along her petite frame. The right side of her body heated the moment she replayed the feeling of Mr. Malfoy's body pressing up against her. Her arms tingled, remembering the touch of his cold skin caressing her warm flesh. Then she moved her eyes back to her reflection in the mirror. Her chocolate brown hues were sparkling with lust. Her cheeks flushed from her own embarrassment of thinking about Scorpius's father. She had no clue why Mr.Malfoy decided to embark on spontaneous activity in the library.