Rather quickly, Draco became a regular at the whore house. He was aware it was risky for anyone of his reputation to be seen at such a questionable place, but having his Hermione fantasies fulfilled was too big of a temptation to resist. Soon, the brothel started to reserve his favorite girl for him every time he made a reservation under a pseudonym. Tonight, she wore a lingerie set that she knew he would like. It was all lace, from the bra to the garter and left nothing to the imagination. The prostitute disguised as Hermione blushed as Draco parted her legs, revealing that there was hair where Hermione usually kept it clean shaven. His eyes went wide as he wondered - and even dared to hope - that something happened between her and the Weasel.