It had been five years- honestly probably a bit longer than that- since anyone had looked at her like that. She’d had a few short lived flings since she and Ronald broke up, but none of them had been serious, and at least a couple of them had just been trying to get into her bed.  She’d only been duped by that sort once.The small mantle clock above the empty fireplace chimed the hour and reminded her that she had work tomorrow."I usually get up for work around 6. Will that bother you?" she asked, turning to see Draco leaning against the back of the small couch, arms folded across his chest. 