"Once everyone’s settled down a bit." Nymphadora said, and Draco nodded slightly, eyes still drinking in Hermione. "There’s no real hurry now that everyone is here. Unless, of course, you just can’t wait to drag Hermione back down to the cellar for the rest of the afternoon." Draco nodded again on reflex, admiring the way Hermione’s shirt snugged tight over her breasts when she gestured like that.