Like a cat that had been dumped in a bathtub, Draco thought and grinned at her suddenly and grabbed her arm, yanking her down to him inelegantly and silencing her vocal indignation with a hard kiss. Hermione shoved at him at first, all bristling annoyance, and then gave up on her irritation with a little moan that shivered down his spine as she melted into him, kissing him back with a thoroughness that left Draco hard and aching for more. And then she jerked away and thumped him gently on the arm.