As she was leaning against the trunk of Baby, Hermione started drawing in the dust that layered the car. She paid no attention to what, exactly, she was doing. It was only after Dean had walked back around to the front of the car that she realized what had been written. Her face turning beet red, Hermione wiped her hand through the words before Dean could see it. She was positive he hadn’t or he wouldn’t have stayed quiet about it, teasing her to no end.