Breath held in anticipation and her hands cradling her sleeping daughter, Hermione hears the apartment door swing open and close. "Hello," she says nervously. She’s never nervous. Only around him. The change in his body is instantaneous. Draco’s lids become heavy, those addictively greedy eyes take in her body in the lace Teddy he so adores. She wasn’t this anxious to lose her virginity but puts it down to actually wanting this man rather than that one.