"Bed," Draco said harshly, and pushed Hermione backward with his fingers digging into her shoulder, and the back of her legs hit the bed and she tumbled onto it, feet tangled in her pants and knickers, wriggled her feet to kick them off, mind whirling and blurred. She was fallen back on the bed propped up on her hands, naked other than his shirt, which had fallen open, her legs sprawled apart and Draco staring down at her with something burning and urgent in his eyes. Hermione flushed and clamped her knees together.