Summary
Ginny looks like she's about to combust. Her bright brown eyes lock onto Hermione's, blown wide. "So you're telling me," she begins, the inflection behind her words enough to make Hermione's cheeks heat, "That you've started a sordid love affair with Draco Malfoy, THE Draco Malfoy, over an apple?". Hermione wants the floor to open up and swallow her.