Harry and Hermione rolled off the table and flew apart, fitfully embarrassed. Hermione flicked an Accio at her knickers, which she had to cast a Repairing Charm on ... due to Harry tearing them in his eagerness to get them off her ... before she could clothe herself. The buttons on her blouse could have gone anywhere, so she just pinned the two sides together in her fist for now, as she glowered at Harry in their crouched positions.