You raise an eyebrow at Draco who not so subtly moves over. "What's up with you?" You question running your fingers though your (H/C) hair.
He looks up at you. "Nothing," he lies before looking back down at his book.
"Sure," You respond sarcastically before turning back to your essay. At one point you stop after realizing you were in need of another book. You glance over at the book by Draco to see if you can use one. Fortunately, there was one by his arm that you could use. You lean over to reach it.
"W-what are you doing?" He asks leaning away. You notice his stutter but don't say anything about it and continue reaching for the book.
"Grabbing a book," You respond as you pick it up. Glancing back at his you realize that his face had gone red.
"Wait- a moment," you smile in amusement, "where you nervous?" You ask.
"No," He responds quickly looking down at his easy.
You grin at him. "Sure, you weren't." You laugh in response.
"Shut up Finnigan," Draco snapped.
