Hermione sighed, but her response was not in words. Instead her body shifted. An act that Daphne had started to feel was more intimate than she originally thought. Her skin changed from the near golden peach into a paleness that was nearly translucent. Her hair, while remaining curly, turned a white sheen. Daphne often thought it silver if she didn’t wake up next to it occasionally. Pointy ears poked out from her hair, fitting neatly next to her crown. Her face and body narrowed in a way that was intriguing in a way that Daphne still couldn’t comprehend. Her lips parted slightly in a smile and Daphne could see the four fangs in her mouth. She had to look elsewhere before getting