He was surprised that for every step he took towards her, she didn’t take a step back, but advanced in his direction. She was right in front of him now and he was assaulted by her scent, feeling as his eyes shifted from their normal grey to his wolfish silver. She must have noticed because her own pupils expanded, almost taking up the entirety of her iris. She lifted her hand and put it on Draco’s chest. They had never touched before, not counting the punch she threw his way in third year. Whatever this was, she was feeling it too.