Draco saw her wriggle, and the hand braced on the table was clenched. He swept her up with his free hand, pressing her to him as he took her mouth once more. Her legs fell about his hips as he stepped back to rest her on the table. Letting go of himself, he flicked up Hermione’s skirt and ran the same finger over her, feeling the wetness seeping through her underwear. She whimpered as he kissed her. 