She stared in her mirror, feeling a little frantic. Hermione didn't even know Hogwarts" regulations regarding teachers associating with each other romantically – there were probably all sorts of rules. Panic was seizing her in rushes and flushes, and she felt like an idiot. She had been lucky enough to never have any kind of strong feelings toward a colleague before. Office romances – weren't they said to be a bad idea? Well. It was too late – she'd already made up her mind. She felt like she was preparing to fling herself off a cliff, and she very much hoped she hadn't misread Malfoy, and he would be ready to catch her.