It hadn’t exactly escaped her notice that Malfoy was beginning to become handsome. He was tall, he’d begun to fill out his scrawny body, and his face went from pointy to  angled, much in a way that Greek Gods face might. Girls were constantly approaching him, watching him from a distance. Journalists had suddenly flipped their tone, and he was an article in almost every tabloid magazine there was that Spring. Sometimes with a girl on his arm. 