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His face was unchanged, but he had tied his hair back and tucked it into a knitted hat, and he wore a battered-looking leather jacket, jeans, and a joy division t-shirt. For a moment, Lily thought it couldn’t possibly be him, because there was no way the paranoid man she knew would sit undisguised in a pub in his hometown with his back to the door. But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she dismissed it: Severus’s posture was relaxed and comfortable, completely unlike the rigid posture she associated with him at school, and his casual clothes were at odds with how, at school, he never changed out of his school uniform, even on weekends. Nobody entering the pub would recognise him from behind. And she knew better than to think that just because Severus wasn’t facing the door, that meant he couldn’t see it. She wondered if he had seen her. Probably. She felt an unexpected desire for him to recognise her.
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Pansy and Hermione meet again, except this time it's different.
"I enjoyed the set," Hermione said.
"Did you now," said Pansy. "This doing something for you?" She continued, moving her hips slightly. Hermione thought, and this was her professional judgement as a former law enforcement official, that leather trousers should be banned. Also crop tops. And tattoos.
"I-" Hermione started.
"It wasn't a question," said Pansy.
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Hermione was waiting for her, and she had done everything that Pansy had asked.
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Moonlight suited Pansy. Her dark hair and pale face were haunted and ethereal. Hermione wondered what the moolight did to her, whether it caressed in this way all girls broken before they were even nineteen.
Pansy turned to look back at Hermione, and they both must have seen the same thing in each others faces because without saying anything they moved closer together.