"I'll take the lead," Hermione declared, taking the seat next to you. "You'll need Powdered Moonstone."

When you looked back to the small brewing cauldron in confusion, you don't notice how her eyes linger on you. Your other partner for potions class hadn't turned up, much to your disappointment; you had been getting along with her.

Hermione reached for the ingredient just as you did, her cheeks heating up when her hand landed on your own.