"I'm going mad." During a break from dance practice, Hermione sat languidly on the soft carpet and complained to Su Er. "You have no idea. Ron and Lavender, right in front of everyone in the common room..."
"Don't they know what shame is? Galloping Merlin..."
"What's going on?" Su Er blinked twice, shuffled closer to Hermione, and deftly took her small hand to play with it.
Hermione tried unsuccessfully to pull free and could only roll her eyes at him. "Ron and Lavender are together. Now they cling to each other all day long..."
"Ah... so that's it." Su Er focused entirely on playing with her fair, tender hand, responding to Hermione's complaints with nods and remarks like "I understand," "So that's how it is," and "That really is embarrassing."
"Could you stop being so halfhearted!" Hermione couldn't stand it anymore. She yanked her hand away and tucked it beneath her bottom.
Su Er's gaze followed her movement. Looking at her little bottom wrapped in wizard robes, he secretly swallowed. After all, when holding each other to dance the waltz, the gentleman had to place his hand a little below the lady's waist.
Just now, and during their dances over the past few days, his hand had accidentally touched that spot several times. There was nothing he could do-it was all because the wizard robes were too slippery!
Although Hermione had shyly stopped dancing or lifted Su Er's hand each time, he had felt that full, rounded curve very clearly.
He could only marvel at how quickly she was developing.
"SU!!! ER!!!" Hermione's pretty face was pink, her expression indignant.
"Ah, all right, all right." Su Er hastily sat up straight, but he only behaved himself for a moment before his gaze wandered again.
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