Bright
"You're looking bright and cheery today, Hermione. That Mr Potter must be doing you good," Professor McGonagall winked conspiratorially.
Hermione's healthy glow deepened as she blushed scarlet, and buried herself in lesson plans. "I'm quite sure I don't know what you mean," she insisted, a slight squeak of embarrassment colouring her words.
"My dear, you're a colleague now, not a student. I daresay we're even friends. We can discuss these kinds of things." McGonagall lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I was quite the 'sex kitten' back in my day-"
Hermione leapt to her feet, spluttering. "Goodbye!" she declared and marched out the door.