Hermione didn't need that reminder. She;d originally wanted to thank him for the pepper-up, and perhaps approach a conversation about the night prior but as soon as she saw him in his white oxford, she chickened out like a bloody Hufflepuff. They'd spent most of lunch awkwardly catching each other's eye and staring at their menus. Other than Ginny's unending eyerolls, it had been quite an unproductive lunch.