The sound of flesh slapping against flesh grew faster and louder, echoing in her mind as she remembered Harry using her in the same way last night. A flash of fear and shame went through her as she heard Draco moan in a painful pleasure. She stood behind the door, unwilling to barge in mid-coitus, as Harry's speed and intensity got even harder as his own moaning crested, the unmistakable sound of his own orgasm...