AS much as he disliked it, he knew she was right. Though, perhaps it was for the best that they were alone and would be able to continue in a more private setting. When they were at last finished, Draco nodded at Cho's smile, giving her one of his own before heading back to change. His clothes were soaked, though he didn't mind in the slightest. He had a rather warm feeling flowing through him.
He quickly dried off and changed, and awaited her to emerge. After all, they still had a lot to talk about. Perhaps even more, depending. The memory of her soft lips against his still burned in his memory.