Hermione fidgeted with her hands awaiting his response. It was important that he said yes, because she couldn’t do it anymore. At least not alone. When she had invited Malfoy she was objective and unruffled. But this was not the same Malfoy and suddenly she found herself liking him. This Malfoy was intelligent. He offered brilliant ideas and strategies. This Malfoy was fun to work with, easy to talk to. This Malfoy understood the things she said. This Malfoy made her comfortable enough to share sides of her that she didn’t show anyone else.