Hermione was making every effort not to look at him but she could feel his gaze on her as Professor Slughorn was talking. She’d made it to Potions just in time despite it taking an age to get down to breakfast, she couldn’t get her head together this morning. She’d gone in and sat down near the front, furiously trying to concentrate on her Potions book when she heard the stool next to her being pulled out. She knew it was him without looking, she could smell his distinctive aftershave but she peeked up quickly just to confirm and sure enough Draco Malfoy was sitting next to her. There was something different about his expression she couldn’t quite place, something like affection danced in his eyes. She felt her face heat up again and looked back to her book, determined to ignore him until she could get a handle on what she actually wanted. He’d only make fun of her if he found out why she was so wound up. 