"It will take some time, but you’ll learn quickly’ he says, and she can feel him, hard against her thigh, his magic still in the air around them. "They used your love of rules to control you, to force you to suppress your magic voluntarily, what would you need if for if not to make tea as you pushed paperwork around?’ he says mockingly, the truth behind his words hitting Hermione hard and then immediately forgotten as his hand moved from her neck to her breast almost absentmindedly, as if he couldn’t stop himself.