"You're the one Zabini sent?" Draco drawled as he drank the last of his firewhiskey, eyeing the lace covered woman who had just stepped out from the emerald flames of his family's private floo network in his library.
"I was told that you needed a distraction," she said kindly, walking towards him, swaying her hips in a way that had Draco's cock twitching below his belt. "I can help you with that."
Draco smirked, taking the woman's hand in his and placing a kiss along her knuckles.
"Draco Malfoy," he whispered into her skin.
The girl smiled sweetly. "Hermione Granger."