Astoria stiffened slightly and turned to face him slowly, looking incredulous. "I ought to punch you in the nose," she said, and it was hard to tell if she was joking or not. She sighed. "You're smarter then that, Draco. Well, I wasn't sure when you started dating Parkinson, but I refuse to believe you're that incredibly dense. Or sexist." She eyed him critically and sniffed. "I'm only not punching you because I'm fond of your nose." That and she couldn't actually see herself hitting him.