Chapter Twenty-Five
Hermione swallowed nervously, but did as he bade, pulling them down her legs. Her skin prickled in the cold of the basement and she hoped that it wouldn't be long. Rejoining the other's, she found Alfie and Edmond pouring a thin opaque liquid into the tub.
"What is that?" she asked, starting to put two and two together.
"It's lamb's milk," Alfie said off hand. "From my homestead. Got it fresh for you this morning."
"Oh," she said, shocked. "And I'm meant to...to get in there, then?" she asked, tentative and unsure.
Emeric gave her a lascivious sort of grin and nodded. "Yeah, usually you'd be naked, too, but...out of respect for Tom, I suppose you can wear the shift," he said teasingly.
"Emeric," Tom said sharply, before offering Hermione his hand so that she could step into the tub.
[FFN] [AO3]








