Esme reached up again, standing on the very tips of her toes. Her small fingers reached for the book but paused when she felt a warm body slightly press into hers. Inhaling sharply, her breathing hitched in her throat- mouth wide open. Mr.Malfoy's body was pressed against her right side. She felt his arm raise, steadily grazing it against her own. Goosebumps rose- her flesh burning against his cool touch. When his hand reached hers- the one that was still in the air, she shut her eyes at the sensation of his warm breath fanning against her neck. Draco's lips moved towards her ear. "Tu veux que j'ae ça pour toi chérie? ( Would you like me to get that for you, darling?)