you weren't supposed to read that

“Granger,” Draco said politely with a nod as he hung up his coat and sat behind his desk in their shared office.

“Malfoy,” she said with exaggerated emphasis, looking up from the parchment in her hands as she sat across from him at her own desk. “Long lunch?”

Draco blinked, confused by her inflection. “Ah, yes. I was running errands. What are you reading?”

“Oh Theo dropped off some reports and this one is fascinating. I started reading and got so caught up in it that I forgot to take lunch altogether.” Her smile was wide but it emphatically did not reach her eyes. He felt his stomach drop.

“Oh?” Draco asked, trying to sound casual as he ignored his growing anxiety. “What’s it about?”

Her smile turned vicious as she glared daggers at him. “Oh, let me read it to you. List of cons when considering the unlikely possibility of dating the Golden Girl herself, Hermione Granger.”

Fuck.