 The room went dark shortly after, all the boys having climbed into their beds and said their goodnights, but Draco was wide awake. He stared ahead without paying attention to what he was looking at, deep in thought about the evening’s events. He thought about Pansy, sitting in his lap, laughing at every joke of his, stroking his arm, and kissing him. But then there was Hermione Granger. He replayed what had happened earlier in the broom closet and he could immediately feel his body responding.