A strangled moan left Hermione as she brought her hands to Malfoy’s hair, pulling it as she crashed their lips together. He caught her lower lip between his teeth, lightly nibbling it before plunging his tongue into her mouth. His hands came to her wrists, gently disentangling her fingers from his hair as he brought them together, holding them in place above her head with one hand and tracing the curve of her waist from breast to hip with the other. He shoved one strong thigh in between hers and Hermione eagerly ground against it, relishing the pressure against her throbbing clit.