"Of course. Because you kissing me again isn’t at all con–" Draco’s palm found her right cheek and moulded itself to the soft curve of her face. The trapdoor was wrenched open and the two of them nearly leapt away from each other. BAH-DOOMP BAH-DOOMP BAH-DOOMP. Hermione’s heart ratcheted up about ten notches, and she stared at Draco wide-eyed, like a stunned rabbit.