She laughed in his reaction unable to stop herself, "it's not dreadful it's fascinating like I said. And yes I want to work with wizards game law but I'm not really sure yet," she said dropping her guard, "I really haven't decided what I want to do that's part of what the next couple years are about…" She sort of trailed off before she realized who she was talking to and how she knew better than to ever expose any weaknesses to Draco. She certainly didn't want him finding out about The tension between her and Ron, she knew that he would jump on the chance to chastise any of the Weasleys.
"I just felt like I needed to blow off some steam tonight, do you know what I mean?" She finally met his Greyeyes with her warm chocolate ones.
Of course he wouldn't let her buy her own drink she thought to herself. She couldn't believe that she had asked drake out to basically go someplace quieter to talk but tonight was about doing things that she normally would never do. She made her way through the crowd with him into going through several doorways into a room in the back where the music was at a dull thump. The lights were lower and the walls were lined with small loveseats. Hermione tottered towards one and nearly collapsed into it.
"These bloody shoes are killing me," she exclaimed. Happy to be seated she looked up at Draco expectantly, "well sit down Malfoy I promise I don't bite and I'm not really feeling in the mood to punch you right now," she laughed up at his tall figure