It was nothing like their first kiss, although this one was just as rough and wild. Malfoy’s passion transmitted to Hermione as his tongue invaded her mouth, fighting for space, commanding it. She touched his hair, too, enthralled by its silky texture, using it to drag him closer to her even when he was the one commanding both of their movements. Their bodies touched in more than a few places, sharing their heat, but that wasn’t enough for Hermione – she lifted her hips up, climbing into his lap without breaking the kiss.