Malfoy was silent. He was now studying her features trying to find any hint of deceit. He got hung up on the freckles dusting the bridge of her nose and the apple of her cheeks like cinnamon sprinkled on her fair skin. Hermione lifted her hand very slowly and let her fingers hover close to his jawline. As you would expect to come in contact with an untamed dragon. She finally closed the distance caressing the now visible stubble on his face. His eyelids fluttered at the touch and he shuddered, taking a sharp inhale. 