She groggily came to realising she was in her bed in the dormitories. Her heart was racing and sweat soaked through her pyjamas. Just a dream, just a dream, it was just a dream. The words went round and round in her mind yet she was still feeling the shocks of the orgasm that had tore through her as she slept. She clamped her thighs together and sighed out a shaky breath as she realised she’d just had the most incredible sex dream about Draco Malfoy. No, no, no, this was the last thing she needed! This wasn’t wiping him from her mind, if anything this was making it worse. She hadn’t actually done that particular act with anyone yet. Ron had been fairly unadventurous in the bedroom and they had only done it a handful of times before she broke it off with him. Now whenever she saw Malfoy she would have the mental image of that blond head between her legs, licking and coaxing her. The thoughts in her dream were mixing up in her head, she had so desperately wanted it, so desperately wanted Malfoy. No, this wouldn’t do at all. She flung the covers back and headed to the bathroom for a shower, a very cold shower. Hopefully she’d be able to rid herself of that dream and the thought that was currently pinging around her brain; she’d love to make it a reality.