"Yes, quite," he said, a scowl descending on his features. "Hurry back, Granger. It’s going to take you a long while to make up for all the indignities you’ve subjected me to today." He began stripping off his shirt, baring marble-pale and marble-hard muscles. When he turned his head to smirk at her, Hermione realised she was staring, and hurriedly slipped into the adjoining room.