"Looks good to me," she agreed and headed toward it with him. She reluctantly let go of his hand as she put the books on the table and sat down in a chair. Again, there was the self-conscious habit of smoothing her hair back, and she must have looked quite dumb for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts to put them on homework. She was dazed and could not stop thinking of more ways to be close to him. If she was certain it would not have freaked him out, she would have scooted her chair a little closer to his. This was not only about showing she was glad to have him as a friend anymore - it was turning into more than that.
Stop it, you silly, she warned herself. Unless you want him to stop talking to you again.
Lily felt her face grow warm, but she did her best to seem cool and collected on the outside. "Oh, er, it was the assignment on Draught of Peace I didn't understand. The directions seem wrong," she said as she picked up her book and clumsily dropped it on the table. "Oops, sorry," she muttered, flipping to the ingredients page. She felt as though she could use a Draught of Peace herself at the moment.