In the Name of Science
"Why are you here?" Grey eyes peered at her quizzically.
Hermione tried to stifle a giggle, then gave in and laughed aloud. "What kind of question is that, Draco, after last night?" She flung back the covers and sat up, her nipples crinkling in the chilly air. "I'm here because you invited me and I wanted to come. No pun intended," she added as his eyebrows rose.
His narrow hand tugged her back beneath the sheet. "I seem to remember you wanted to find out whether pure blood ran hotter. Did you?"
"It needs further investigation," she admitted, kissing him.