A hot blush joined her dwindling fever as he pushed the torn fabric from her body and lifted her into his arms again. She wrapped her arms across her exposed breasts as he walked them into a spacious bathroom where a large clawfoot tub sat in the center of the space, filled with steaming water. With a gentler countenance than she had imagined Draco Malfoy could be capable of, he placed her feet in the water and helped her to sit. She winced as the hot suds enveloped her.