A day and a half after she returned from her late-night visit to Draco's flat Hermione was still angry with herself for how it went. How could she allow herself to be taken in by his kisses, even if they were enough to make her lips tingle hours after she left? It was ridiculous. She wasn't a schoolgirl sneaking around with her crush in darkened corners of the castle. She was a grown woman with a husband and a son. Her behavior was inappropriate. She couldn't allow Draco to manipulate her again.