Once she could move, Hermione rolled off Draco, drinking in the vast sated male lying half on the bed. He was still fully clothed, with his pants gaping and his softening, glistening dick hanging out of his pants. He looked an absolute fright. She grinned at the sight, her chest feeling full, and headed into the bathroom. Draco joined her after she had used the toilet, cleaning himself up, and they both went about their nighttime routine. When they snuggled close under the covers and Draco had turned off the lights, Hermione asked him sleepily;