"Granger, I feel a little sore on my lower back, would you mind taking a look?" He gives her a rakish smile that makes her insides turn liquid. Hermione nods, and he hops on the massage table, face down. She does not check out his arse, but if she did, it would be a very nice arse. She casts a quick charm she created to find any knots in muscles, and sees a large one to the right of his lower spine. Quickly, she grabs her massage gun to work out the larger kinks. Malfoy lets out a groan, and she has to squeeze her thighs together at the sound. Putting down the gun, she makes quick work of the smaller knots with her fingers. She could feel how toned his back was, and did her best to keep her mind on task.