"I never imagined helping you get dressed IN clothing." His hands were cold against her skin as a finger or two graced her thighs when he reached to pull her jeans up. It left goosebumps up to her hips. He paused, his face was now level with hers. He just needed to pull the jeans up over her bum. Hermione held her breath as his fingers ever so slightly grazed the edge of her knickers on her backside. It was just for a second or two but for Hermione, it felt like the world stopped moving, and nothing else mattered except Draco's fingers very near her knickers and her bum. It was a strange sensation, considering he had his hands on her backside several times, including one where she had been wearing nothing but knickers. But this seemed different somehow, and her shallow breathing was proof of that.