Shows Hermione his cock.

"You see this, Granger?" Draco said haughtily, reaching into his trousers and fishing out his cock. "This is what a man looks like!"

"Oh my God!" Hermione exclaimed involuntarily, take completely by surprise. Malfoy was an arrogant bastard, always had been. In this regard, though, the Slytherin's self-confidence was utterly justified.

Draco was three times Harry's length, easily. Much thicker to boot.

"Like what you see, Potter?" Draco jeered, playfully wagging his python at his nemesis. "Now you know why only one of us got sorted into the house symbolised by the giant serpent!"

Realising he had been staring, transfixed, at Draco's manhood, just as long and as intently as he instantly knew Hermione was, Harry wrenched his gaze away.

"Your girlfriend likes it, that's for certain!" Draco continued, taking a step closer. "Of course, after your performance right now, I'd say calling her your girlfriend's charitable. Very charitable."

Part of Harry wanted to retort, to shoot back at Draco with a keenly-honed insult, or better yet, shoot back with a hex, but he couldn't quite work up the nerve.

The blonde-haired pureblood was close to Hermione, now.

"Nice tits, Granger. I always thought you had a fairly decent body." Malfoy observes.

"For a Mudblood, right?" Hermione scowls. Despite herself, you can't help but notice the way she's inclined towards Malfoy now, perhaps unconsciously. You hope it's ****.

"I assumed that went without saying." Draco smirks. "You're definitely shaggable, though. All the better, here we are in a bathroom, I could wash your muggle-born filth off me the second we were done."

"Draco, I would never, not in a million years." Hermione insisted. Throughout her brave words, however, you could sense her hesitation, sense her animal attraction to Draco and his gifted endowment.

And worse, it would seem Draco sensed it too.