Hermione brushed her tangled hair roughly, staring in her bedroom mirror and realising how flushed she looked, her brown eyes almost glowing, and the realisation just made her flush redder and blotchy. It was all Draco’s fault. She gave up on her hair and dragged it back into a messy bun at the nape of her neck. She stripped off her shorts for a pair of jeans, and the jersey and tank top were replaced with a bra and shirt.