They were sitting so close, and she could smell the scent of him, freshly showered. He had tied his wet hair back, and it made him look more like himself than she had seen yet. She attempted to watch his feeble attempt at milking, but the proximity to him and the smell of the barn became too much. She made her way outside suddenly and retched on the side of the barn. Malfoy had enough tact to not follow her out, and she did her best to breathe regularly, before summoning a glass of water which she used to rinse her mouth. 