"Come again?"
She arched an eyebrow at his explanation, at the same time running the words over again in her head to try to make sense of whatever cryptic idea he was trying to get across. It wasn't like she had ever gotten an award for being the brightest crayon on the box, but she still knew when something was said that didn't make any sense at all. Stupid Ridiculously Good-Looking Man, stupid---
"Derek?"
Okay, so she hadn't meant to sound so shocked (or look so shocked; she was sure her eyes had widened to the size of saucers), but she---oh shit. Her eyes took a moment to dart between his face and the nametag, putting the pieces together because she knew this man. He wasn't just vaguely familiar anymore, he was---Derek---Derek fucking Dobbs, only the most beautiful man to ever walk the halls of Hogwarts. Only the man she had spent many of her previous school days just a short few years ago swooning over with her friends. Only the---shit shit shit shit---
But he looked so different! Well, not really, but she hadn't seen him in over two years and now he was all mature and grown-up and being a hitwizard and even hotter than she remembered him and holyshitshecouldnotbelievethiswashim. "You have got to be kidding me," she said, now for the second time today.
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