"Do you want to see? I’ll gladly prostrate myself." Hermione flushed, then shoved at him before fleeing from him. He felt smug and happy that she was thinking of his cock. He wondered how much she remembered about the dreams as he mutely went about his duties feeling a small sort of tether between them. She was in the bathroom as he felt her tilting his head back as the thing inside of him preened. He didn’t dare let himself out of his body, but she was touching herself. Masturbating as he waited for her for midday rounds. When she was done, he pulled out a small book as she seemed startled he was there and he pretended to be distracted waiting for her to do their duties. 