Draco's voice cut through the worst of her thoughts. She hadn't even been aware that he was home. Either he'd just returned or he'd been kind enough to remain perfectly quiet while she rested. Half of his clothes were already pooling on the floor before she met his eyes to smile. It wasn't as if she could really deny him entrance into his own bathtub, especially not when she considered what a lovely distraction he would make. She leaned forward to allow him enough space to climb into the water behind her. The moment he was settled in comfortably, he tugged her backwards until her back rested on his chest.