Draco had her back pushed up against his door within seconds of closing it behind them and locking it. She tried to push away the nagging fear that he was locking her in instead of everyone else out. With his hands braced on the piece of wood on either side of her head, the wizard stared down at his captive, his pleased smirk making her heart race. Every physical encounter they'd ever shared had been exciting. If she allowed him to touch her again, would she regret it? Or would she finally get him out of her system and out of her head?