Chills of cold traversed abruptly through her thin figure. Brushing it off as the wave of a wind, Hermione hid her discomfort and unprofessionally swayed along with Servyn who led her smoothly, though misbehaving at some few points making her whole body startle and jolt from his unexpected advances.
"It fits so well." Hermione mumbled about the dress with a smile.
"Of course, I can't get your measurements wrong." He replied with a cocky grin, his hand slipped over to possess her tiny waist in his big hands completely, tugging her closer to him.
Though he had not expoited her body to that extent, he had gotten a pretty good grasp of her figure and form. With his eyes and hands alone he was able to tell her size from all angle of her slender form.
A shy smile was all that fought its rights to appear on her red face, which turned pale white and ashen in the next second.
