Hearing her response, as well as seeing and feeling her reaction to his proximity and forward touching, Draco felt a surge of reassurance. He pressed his hips just a little further forward so he was ever-so-lightly pressing against her arse. Though he was hardly excited yet, he was sure that through his thin, fitted slacks the girl would be able to feel him.
Draco motioned the bartender over. Since he'd tipped him quite, quite well the first time, the bartender started over immediately. "What is it that you w-" His words fell dead in his throat. Hermione Granger? Bloody hell!
What was he supposed to do? The girl had reminded him of Hermione, maybe that's why he went over in the first place? What were the chances it was actually her?!
"Well? What do you want for a drink?" he asked, trying to be nonchalant but his voice lacked the utter surety it'd had a few moments before.