Sunlight shone in through the windows and washed over her exposed skin and Hermione smiled happily, eyes shut, the sun making a warm red glow behind her eyelids. Her book was open spine up on her stomach; reading about advanced potions research techniques placed a very distant second to sunbathing lazily on Draco's bed next to him, top and tail fashion. Something trailed firm and ticklish down the sole of her left foot and Hermione mumbled an unintelligible protest – jerked her foot in reflex.