Hermione smiled against Malfoy's parted lips. Just because she didn't think they should shag yet, didn't mean they couldn't...snog... She lost herself to the kiss as it lingered and deepened, her breath coming faster in a series of mmphs and ngghs, the tight skirt of her dress hitching up precariously as she pressed the inside of her knee to the outside of his leg, trying to fit herself closer to him.