17. Chapter 17: She Is A Playful Child

Chapter 17: She Is A Playful Child

            "Turn away," insisted Hermione.

            "But I'll see you eventually anyway."

            "I don't care. Just turn away."

            Draco smirked and swam away from Hermione. He paused at the far edge of the stream and stared at the fields beyond.

            Nervously, Hermione undid the buttons and ties on the back of her dress and shrugged off the blue peasant's dress.

            "Don't look!" she yelled when she saw him peeking. Draco laughed and turned round again.

            "Ok, but I'm getting impatient. I'll count to ten...one, two…"

            Hermione gathered her corseted underdress around her and dipped her toe into the stream. It was cold! A running stream clearly didn't manage to retain heat very well.

            "three..four…"

            She stepped into the stream up to her knees, getting used to the cold.

            "five….ten!" Draco pushed off from the opposite side of the bank and dove towards Hermione. She shrieked as she felt him pull her into the water. The water was just as cold as she knew it would be.

            "It's so COLD!"

            "Swim a bit, you'll get used to it" Draco laughed as he pulled her by the waist into the centre where it was the deepest. It rose nearly up to her ribs. Hermione threw herself into the water and swam a few strokes. He was right, she did feel warmer already. And really, it was fantastic to get so cold on a hot summer's day! To think she had waited a whole month before getting enough courage to join Draco at swimming.

            "This feels super!" she said, floating on her back and getting as wet as she possibly could.

            "I told you so," said Draco, watching her appreciatively. God, she looks so tempting. Her underdress was pulled tightly around her top making her breasts very attractive.