Fingers wrapped around her wrist, yanking her into a hidden alcove closest to the Transfigurations classroom. "It’s me," Draco’s gruff voice whispered into her neck as strong arms pressed her against the warmth of his body, pulling her back to his chest.  He leaned down and kissed the underside of her jaw, trailing his lips slowly to hers as he held her tightly. Hermione’s breath left her as a thrill ran up her spine. 