It suddenly dawned on her, that she was stark naked mere inches away from a stark naked Draco Malfoy. They each took a moment more to let their eyes wander to capture each other in their true form. Hermione let her eyes drift across every inch of his body. She had seen his bare chest multiple times before and was already quite familiar with the lines and jagged scars trailing his torso. Her fingers had memorised the trails almost nightly. But the rest of him she had only had glimpses of. This was the first time she could look at him completely without restraint and she slowly moved her gaze further south. She bit her lip and clenched her thighs at the sight of him. It was not difficult to envision how he was feeling at the moment.