            Hermione spent the rest of Friday and the weekend placing every and all thoughts concerning kissing Lucius Malfoy into a box inside her head. And then she slammed the lid shut and screwed it on tight with a power drill. Any inkling of an attraction between them would be stopped, right here and now. She had one purpose: to bring back Sirius. There was no telling of what would happen when he returned—if he cared for her at all, if he cared for her the way she so desperately wanted him to. But if there was a chance that he did, she had to be ready. And Lucius Malfoy would only be a distraction.