 She looked up into his eyes, her own wide as saucers, to see his face melt into a smirk. He furrowed his brows at her and said, "Sorry, Granger. I’m bored now. I’ll see you in our room." Without a second glance, he turned away from her swiftly and walked off in the direction of their dormitory, the small ball of light following him as he went. Hermione was left standing there, shirt open to reveal her exposed breasts, knickers soaked through, and skin ablaze with heat from both anger and pleasure.