Hermione looked at Draco for a long moment assessing him- if it had been Blaise asking permission to enter her mind she would have told him to go to hell. "Yes, but only that." she said carefully. she wasn't sure she wanted him running amuck in her head with her imaginations version of himself. Draco’s eyebrows creased, "you have my word, only what he’s showing me, and I know how to avoid others thoughts, so you don’t have to worry about me seeing anything accidentally. I know you don’t have any training in occlumency." That made her feel better, though she had been trying to teach herself, so she thought she might have a chance at pushing him out of her mind if needed. she nodded and... it felt like when his hand had brushed her cheek in the cafeteria. It made her breath catch. And then memories of Draco saying "Mione, then Blaise saying it, and her voice the night Astoria had showed up at the Zabini’s "Mione is here."