"And you look stunning, Hermione." Draco smiled. "And that blush suits you." Which was of course deliberately poking her. It did suit her, but he also was asking her how far she wanted to be teased, assuming she could look after herself.

"Also which do you want? Lunch first, business first, or both together? And as it's my business I'm paying for lunch." This wasn't a date in the slightest, which a traitorous part of him thought was a pity - even if she was one of the Golden Trio and her brains had had him punished by his father repeatedly.