Stepping away, Hermione could see the recognition in Draco’s face, the way his grey eyes sparkled in understanding, like he was coming to recall some long lost dream. He stood there, his eyelashes fluttering, and gave her a radiant grin before being ushered away by Harry. It was the look she had seen dozens of times over the last year, a warmness that cut through his icy exterior...a smile meant only for her.