And Harry wasn't even touching her! Though she was exhilarated to think of what it would be like when he did. For he had turned his wand on himself now, drawing yet more runes onto his hands and fingers, his tongue, even dipping his wand beneath his robe to draw on his cock. Hermione felt sure she was going to lose consciousness with the rabid anticipation, with the promise of what was about to slam into her.