Hermione ran her hand into Draco’s hair. The shorter sides shimmered her palms, making them tingle, and his hair was as soft as ever. She pulled on it and Draco moaned, the sound coming form deep in his chest. The sound vibrated through Hermione’s entire body and she could feel redness creeping to her cheeks from how she was feeling. Draco pushed her against the wall, his body flush with hers, and ran his hand down her side to cup her butt, while his other hand clenched into a fist in her hair. She was so hungry for him, she felt a small pang of emptiness when he suddenly pulled away.