Everyone was finally in their own homes. As the night dragged on, he was nearly bursting through the seams of his trousers. Hermione’s soft hair fell over her collarbone, and he imagined every way he would kiss and suck his way over it. She kept looking at him from her spot next to him on the couch. Her lip was trapped between her teeth. His mother entertained Hermione, Nott, and Lovegood with happier tales of Draco and Nott from their younger years.