And then three things happen at once; Hermione attempts to push Malfoy's head down to her breasts with urgent need and no finesse or grace, an insistent sound chimes repeatedly from Malfoy's wand, and Malfoy stumbles back from her with an odd look crumpling his face. His eyes are shining and his pupils are blown wide, his lips dampened and kiss-swollen, reddened by her lipstick and the rush of blood. He blinks dazedly, and horror takes his eyes as the lust begins to retreat from his mind.