The water was fire on her back as she joined him, replacing his hand with hers. He let out a gratuitous sound as she slowly twisted up and down. The sinister look that he’d had in his eyes at the pool returned. He leaned in for a kiss, brushing his wet lips against Hermione’s. He wrapped his hand in her hair, kissing her much softer than she’d anticipated. Then she felt him smirk, his lips against hers. Lulling her into the false sense of safety. 