I shake my head of such thoughts, but they seem to be permanently etched into my mind. I watch as he picks up his bag and book. My whole body is shivering with adrenaline, and I can’t help but wonder if it will happen again. Malfoy’s head jerks toward my direction, his eyes instantly meeting mine for the millionth time that night, and he silently answers my question. His eyes have always betrayed his cool demeanor.

Yes.

We both smile that knowing smile.