With that he pulled her harshly into his body and pushed the broom to fly faster, eliciting an excited squeal from Hermione as she clung to his shoulders. As they climbed higher, Draco felt her relax more into his embrace, and basked in the warmth of her body against his.  Gods  she was perfect, and he’d never get over being allowed to touch her, to fuck her, to call her  his.