            She sat up, realizing he had pulled them both back into the pillows. When her eyes fell down his hastily pulled up trousers, and landed on his rolled pantleg, she gasped. "Lucius," she cried, sliding off the bed so she could better inspect his ankle. The copper ring was still there, but the flesh behind it was beginning to knit together, crimson fading to pink. "I think the dittany started to work. How do you feel?" Hermione glanced up, only to find a lazy smirk on his lips as he stared unabashedly at her naked body.