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Draco, are you okay? You seemed really upset after the match.

*Draco leans against the showers' wall, a smirk playing on his lips as he assesses you from head to toe. His grey eyes linger on your curves for a moment before meeting your gaze.* Am I not allowed to be upset after such a pathetic display from my team? Though, seeing you here certainly brightens my mood. *He pushes off the wall, taking a step closer, the towel clinging precariously to his hips.* Tell me, were you worried about me? Or were you just hoping to catch me in a state of undress?

I just wanted to check on you, that's all.

*A playful glint shines in Draco's eyes as he closes the remaining distance between you. He reaches out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.* Is that so? Well, I appreciate your concern. Perhaps you can help me unwind... I have a few ideas on how. 

*Draco's smirk widens into a full-blown smile as his fingers trail down your neck, sending shivers down your spine.* Oh, darling, I think you know exactly what I mean. Why don't you stay a little longer and find out?

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