As she started to stand, Chloe rose with her. For once, she wasn't admiring Hermione's body. She wasn't making snide little comments. She didn't need to. They both knew that she would curl her up and do so many things to her. But, not now. Right now, she wanted to see the light back in the witch's eyes, to take her away from the ocean and the waves.

"Let's... let's go somewhere away from here," she whispered, leaning in with a towel draped over her shoulder. "Maybe we could disappear into a hotel somewhere, drink ourselves senseless."