Hermione's heart raced, what the fuck was he doing, or planning to do to her, Panic swelled in her chest, she didn't anticipate this, she didn't want this, not with a stranger at least. "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME" She yelled as loud as her voice would possibly go. But he didn't move. Her body started to thrash and her breathing rapidly increased. She kept screaming, her frail lungs about to give out at the sheer force of her anger and stress.