"Completely understandable," Draco said dryly – she thought; it was hard to tell what his tone was with his face squished into her stomach like that. "I didn’t mind." Draco paused. "Well, actually, yes I did mind, but...it’s fine, Hermione." He made a growling sound in the back of his throat and nuzzled at her belly. "Fuck you’re delicious." And then he bit the slight jut of her pelvic bone on her left side and she squeaked with surprise. "But too thin." Draco smoothed his hand over her side, the slight bony bump where her pelvis jutted out, and Hermione hummed happily at the feel of his hand on her skin.