"No, and I don’t have to tell you what it was, either," he answered shortly and there was a squeak of the bedsprings, and then Draco’s legs half came into view of Hermione’s lowered eyes, and his hand batted hers away from her bracer. "Don’t do that, for Merlin’s sake, you’ll ruin the fit. Fuck. If it’s annoying you, I’ll fix it."