Before Hermione could open up her mouth and say anything, Voldemort closed the distance between them quickly, wrapping his arms around her as he bent down, picking her up by the back of her thighs. Hermione yelped from the contact, shocked at what he was doing. The wetness on her skin left over from the bath became absorbed by his clothing and her arms wrapped around him for just a brief moment to steady herself off of her feet until he rested her down on the countertop beside the sink. Her heart hammered inside her chest and she wasn’t even sure what to say and do as her mind tried to wrap around everything.