Actually, she should be thankful; if something unspeakable had really happened just now, she probably wouldn't have been able to sleep tonight.
When Trillian returned to the deck, she found that Muggle were still immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, kneeling down to pray and thank God. Their devout yet foolish appearance made Trillian scoff.
"Ha, fool," Trillian thought to herself. "Does he really think it's some God intervention? It's nothing more than a wizard's handout."
Back in her room, after closing the door, Trillian lay on the bed, her mind filled with the highly suggestive conversation she had just overheard, and Draco's infuriating yet charming face.
The morning sunlight streamed into the presidential suite through the porthole. After breakfast, Hermione started reading. Anyway, she had almost mastered swimming and only needed to go to the pool occasionally to practice.
A knock sounded on the door.
Draco went to open the door, and as soon as it opened, Trillian's stunning face peeked in. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
"Sit down, my wife's reading." Draco pulled and pushed Trillian out, closing the door behind him.
Hearing the noise, Hermione glanced briefly at the closed door, then quickly looked away and continued reading intently.
Ever since Draco verified the perfection of her body, she was no longer afraid of others taking advantage of her vulnerability; she could quickly detect any problems.
"Can't I even sit down for a bit?" Trillian said resentfully.
"Not even at the door." Draco grabbed Trillian's arm and dragged her away from the presidential suite.
Reaching a secluded, deserted corner, Draco slapped her on the butt. "You framed me yesterday, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet. I didn't expect you to dare come knocking on my door today."
"Ask yourself honestly, was that a setup? You're the one who keeps touching my butt, even today." Trillian covered her buttocks.
It seemed... Draco was speechless for a moment, but he had to shift the blame, so he said, "You seemed to enjoy it when you were... do you have a masochistic personality?"
"You caught me~" Trillian took a step closer, her eyes sparkling with seductive allure, and suddenly pressed herself against Draco, trapping his arm. "But... I only react to you~"
The sudden attack made Draco freeze. This woman's got some nerve?! The touch was definitely a bit... Stop!
Just then, a cold voice came from above, "What are you doing?" The two looked up at the same time.
Hermione was standing on the balcony of the presidential suite, her hands on the railing, looking down at them with hostility at Trillian's weapon, which was pressed tightly against Draco's arm.
Draco's heart skipped a beat: Oh no! Did they hear our conversation? This is bad.
"Haha... it's nothing!" Trillian was also startled, releasing her grip as if electrocuted, and quickly plastered a fake smile on her face, saying, " Draco almost tripped, I caught him!"
"Hmph!" Hermione warned, "I advise you not to steal from me, because wizards' walls aren't so easy to pry open."
"Understood," Trillian said with a forced laugh, shrinking back slightly.
"And you too." Hermione's gaze shifted to Draco.
"Don't worry, honey!" Draco declared. To prove his innocence, he grabbed Trillian by the back of the neck with one hand and kicked her in the buttocks without hesitation with the other.
"Ouch!" Trillian cried out in pain, clutching her buttocks.
"If she crosses the line again, I'll beat her up immediately!"
Seeing Draco's upright posture, Hermione glanced at them coldly, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.
"Hurry up, hurry up..." Seeing Hermione leave, Trillian stepped forward, grabbed Draco's sleeve, and carefully pulled him away, leading him further away from the presidential suite area.
The two went to a quiet café and sat down.
As soon as she sat down, Trillian couldn't contain her pent-up curiosity and eagerly asked, "Hey, what's the wizarding world like? Tell me about it!"
"It's a world that ordinary people can't see. There's something like a barrier; if you go through it, you arrive at another world. Muggle can't get in," Draco explained to her.
"Wow..." Trillian exclaimed, her face full of longing, "Like a parallel universe? Or another world?"
"Interpret it however you like!" Draco nodded calmly. "It contains power that ordinary people cannot comprehend, as well as conflicts and crises unknown to most. Glory and danger coexist."
"Do ordinary people have a chance to become wizards? Can I awaken magic?" Trillian's longing grew stronger as she immediately asked the question that resonated most in her heart.
"Impossible," Draco replied definitively. "Magical bloodline is an innate talent. Without wizarding blood, one can never awaken magic; it's an innate barrier."
"Oh!" Upon hearing this answer, the light in Trillian's eyes dimmed instantly, and all her hopes were dashed.
"It's good to be a peaceful and carefree ordinary person, without having to get involved in the dangerous conflicts of the wizarding world," Draco said softly, seeing her dejected look.
"It's okay if I can't become a wizard, but could you secretly take me into the magical world to have a look? I just want to see it for myself," Trillian asked, unwilling to give up.
"The risks inside are far greater than those of being a thief. Ordinary people who venture in are likely to encounter unforeseen dangers and suffer losses that outweigh the gains."
"I'm not afraid of danger, and I believe you can protect me!" Trillian hugged his arm again.
This woman was like a leech, impossible to shake off. Draco's arm sank into her soft flesh once more, leaving him speechless.
"It's a thankless task," Draco sighed helplessly.
"I can be your lover, as long as you take me in, I'll do anything~" Trillian tempted.
" Hermione will destroy you," Draco stated the fact.
"If you don't tell, and I don't tell, how will Hermione know?" Trillian blinked, a shrewd look on her face.
"I don't need a lover." Draco pulled his arm away.
"How could that be?" Trillian didn't believe it. "Don't you need to release your pent-up energy? Besides... this is my first time!"
"Is this your first time?" Draco sat up and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Of course!" Trillian glared and frowned defiantly. "Do you think I'm that kind of woman?"
"It doesn't matter if it's your first time," Draco leaned back, explaining, "Because I don't need to release my pent-up energy."
"You're really a eunuch!" Trillian blurted out.
"You're the eunuch!" Draco immediately retorted.
"How could you not need it? You're at the peak of your sexual desire..." Trillian's gaze shifted downwards, her words carrying a hidden meaning.
I have Hermione.
"You're kidding me! Last night I clearly..." Before she could finish speaking, Trillian abruptly covered her mouth, realizing she had let something slip.
"You were eavesdropping?" Draco asked, looking at her with a mocking expression.
"It's just curiosity..." Trillian, her eyes darting around.