Bookworms

With a clench of his jaw, Draco cast an inquisitive look at Hermione over his book. "Should I even bother asking you to quit poking my navel? I'm not saying I'm not intrigued by your bizarre fetishes, Hermione," he shrugged deceptively casually, "but I'm reading at the moment."
Hermione giggled but didn't stop her teasing. "So who's the real bookworm now?" she taunted.
Draco gazed at the smirking feminine face for a moment, his one eyebrow cocked in thinking. Then, licking his teeth mischievously, he threw the suddenly unwelcome book aside.
"Come here, I'll show you who's the real bookworm."


Only after I was finished I realized that the linework here is thinner than usual, but I don't think that ruins it, though I still find thicker lines cuter.