"You... you're kidding me..." Hermione blushed and her heart raced again, "What 'I'm dizzy with desire'... that's awful..."
Draco laughed, but then Hermione seemed to remember something, and her tone turned sour as she muttered under her breath:
"Oh? Other 'waves' come in big, undulating waves... So you're saying mine are... small?"
She looked down at herself, somewhat dejected.
The jealousy in his words was almost palpable.
"Small? Who said small?" Draco retorted, his gaze falling on her. He raised his hands seriously, forming a round arc with both palms, and began to praise her with a solemn expression.
"Absolutely perfect."
After saying that, he gently brought his hands, which were forming an arc, together slightly, making a cupping motion.
"My palm is only this big..."
"It fits perfectly when I pick it up."
"A bit more would be too fat, a bit less would be too thin, and the feel... cough cough, I mean the visual effect, is just right."
" Draco Malfoy! You're being a pervert again!" Hermione's face turned bright red from his extremely serious expression and actions!
"You're the one who asked!" Draco laughed, dodging the question. "This is a high evaluation based on objective facts. How can that be considered being a scoundrel? This is art appreciation."
His nonsensical and unreasonable arguments left Hermione both amused and exasperated, and her original desire to appreciate ancient poems and songs vanished.
On second thought, I realized it wouldn't work!
Leaving this unsteady fellow on the terrace, who knows if he'll impulsively start studying the waves again?
We must keep him by our side!
And so, Hermione seemed to have made up her mind!
"I'm not reading anymore, I'm going to change into my swimsuit." Her cheeks were still a little flushed, but her eyes were determined. "You, teach me to swim."
"Yes, madam!" Draco's eyes lit up with surprise.
Then he stood up straight, saluted, and said excitedly,
"I guarantee I'll complete the task! I'm proficient in breaststroke, freestyle, butterfly... I'll definitely teach you!"
Hermione wasn't blinded by his enthusiasm. She stepped forward, gently pinched his ear, and solemnly instructed him:
"You can go, but you're not allowed to look around at other waves. Do you hear me? Your eyes are only allowed to look at me."
"Of course! All other distractions will be automatically filtered out!"
Draco nodded quickly.
To show his determination, he didn't even wait for Hermione to say anything more, and immediately took out the sunscreen and said solicitously:
"Madam! Remember to apply sunscreen before swimming! The UV rays are strong at sea, so let me prepare beforehand and apply it for you later."
"Hmm, that's more like it. Wait here, I'll go change." Seeing how obedient he was, Hermione finally pursed her lips in satisfaction, turned around, and went back to her room to change into her swimsuit.
Draco stood on the terrace, watching her slender figure disappear into the distance, wiping away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.
That was close! Luckily, I can adapt to changing circumstances!
But... teaching swimming? Hehe... Draco stroked his chin, his eyes regaining a glimmer of excitement and anticipation.
This time, it's an expectation shared by the coach and his fiancée.
A blessing in disguise!
It seems that today's time at the pool will be more fulfilling and meaningful than expected, he thought happily.
Hermione entered the suite and closed the door, her heart still pounding from their brief exchange on the terrace and Draco's words, her cheeks still burning.
After calming down,
She rummaged through her otter bag and pulled out the swimsuits she had brought, choosing between conservative sporty Splinching- pieces and full-coverage one-pieces.
Remembering how engrossed Draco was on the terrace with his binoculars, Hermione secretly felt a competitive streak towards him.
"Hmph... let you look at other people again..."
A competitive spirit began to ferment within her.
After lingering over each swimsuit, Hermione's fingers finally stopped on a slightly sexy one.
After taking it out, unfold it under the light.
This is a swimsuit that falls somewhere between conservative and sexy.
But when the eye fell upon that tiny patch of fabric, her fair cheeks instantly appeared as if they had been dyed by a fiery sunset.
Looking in the full-length mirror, Hermione measured herself against the wall. "It's not so bad," she reassured herself.
This isn't one of those styles that uses very little fabric.
It's just that a little bit is showing at the top...
Given her conservative nature, she wouldn't normally choose this style of swimsuit, but today, I don't know where she got the courage...
I'm definitely going to wear this out!
The point is to make that guy's eyes pop out, to make him remember only Hermione Granger in a swimsuit from now on, and never again have the mind to glance at any other girl!
With this determination, Hermione no longer hesitated.
He quickly grabbed the 'battle outfit' and rushed into the bathroom to change.
After changing, she took a deep breath, forcing herself to suppress her shyness and slight lack of confidence. She straightened her back, which was slightly thin from years of studying at her desk, but looked exceptionally beautiful in the swimsuit, and stood in front of the huge dressing mirror.
Standing in front of the mirror, Hermione tried to suppress her shyness, straightened her back, and made herself look more confident.
The girl in the mirror was graceful and elegant, with a complex air about her.
Sweet yet sexy, scholarly yet healthy and energetic, the wine red and off-white color scheme looks very sophisticated.
Looking at myself in the mirror,
Hermione blinked in disbelief.
Is... it really her?
So she can do this too?
A feeling of pride welled up inside me.
Finally Hermione grabbed a large bath towel and tried to cover herself up, but it didn't really cover anything.
Then, mustering my courage, I straightened my back, raised my head, and walked out with stiff but trying-to-appear-natural steps.
On the terrace, Draco was idly fiddling with sunscreen, planning out the swimming lesson schedule for later.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up—
"Clatter."
The bottle of sunscreen slipped straight from my hand and landed on the beach chair at my feet with a dull thud.
But he was completely oblivious, his eyes gleaming.
All senses awakened in that instant!
Although Hermione tried to cover herself up slightly with a towel, her alluring figure was still completely exposed to him.
Draco stood there dumbfounded, then his eyes flashed with intense amazement and infatuation!
The upper body that catches the eye is a striking wine-red halter bikini, the color of which is very similar to cherry red, making her already fair skin seem to glow.
The neckline features a nautical-style white and black pinstriped trim.
The V-shaped cut is just right, outlining Hermione's increasingly full bust without being too revealing.
A large black velvet bow adorns the very center, which is absolutely the finishing touch and the soul of the entire swimsuit.
The addition of sweet elements perfectly balances the sexy impact of burgundy and V-neck, matching Hermione's demureness and scholarly air while adding a touch of charming liveliness.
The thin strap around the neck is tied into a delicate knot at the back of the neck, revealing the beautiful lines of the shoulders and neck, as well as the square shoulders.
The overall temperament
In an instant, she transformed from a studious girl buried in her books in the library into a sweet, smiling girl by the sea in the sunshine.