"Honestly, Malfoy, if you say it too much more, you'll just sound insincere," she told him, self-conscious at all the flattery, trying to tug down the skirt of her dress as she sat down at the cosy table with a view out over London. She wore a black bandage dress – insanely tight in her opinion – that showed off more cleavage than she was entirely comfortable with and stopped an inch too high up her legs, paired with dark purple heels that she felt distinctly wobbly in. Well, that was what she got for letting Ginny help her in a hurried shopping dash only a few hours before her date. Malfoy certainly seemed to like it though, and Hermione couldn't deny that she loved the way he looked at her tonight, with a faint almost-awe in his eyes. She felt sexy as hell.