"Well, Hermione, I  can  call you Hermione yeah?" He paused but didn’t wait for an answer before continuing. "You see me everywhere because it just so happens that we are in the same year, take the same classes and require the same reading material - I thought a woman with the nickname  "brightest witch of her age’ would have figured that out by now." He laughed at the pure fire printed across her soft features. "You know - angry doesn’t suit you." He said, touching his index finger to the tip of her nose, gently chiding her. 