In the Buff
@panalamb
"Oh my"
Pansy bit her lip, eyes on the wizard in her doorway. She had known he was coming to see her - planned for it really - and waited with nothing but her Slytherin robes around her until he opened the door. The moment he stepped into the room, Pansy dropped the robes.
She was confident that the mere sight of her - naked, the robes pooled around her feet - would be a radiant enough sight for Draco to finally make the move she had been waiting for.
Draco averted his gaze to the ceiling when he’d caught a full glance of Pansy in the buff. He cleared his throat and stepped into the room, finding the room’s lighting fixture to be of extreme interest as he shut the door. He, after all, needed to protect her virtue. Anyone coming down the hall would suspect something lurid was going on if they’d peered inside as he walked in.
“Pansy,” Draco’s voice came out in an unmanly squeak. “I’m afraid you’ve forgotten to get dressed. Should I leave?”