"It's fine, Draco. Honestly. I just..." She trailed off, unable to find the words. An uncomfortable silence stretched out between them, and she cursed in her head – a slew of filthy words that she'd mostly picked up from Ron. Dessert was incredibly stilted, and Hermione thought that perhaps her – perfectly reasonable – refusal had crushed Malfoy's ego. They managed to return to easy conversation just as they were leaving the restaurant, but Malfoy was uncertain and careful with her now, his smooth confidence gone, and Hermione was unaccustomed to taking the lead in romantic situations.