He hums at her reply, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her body. She moves to undo his belt and trousers, his tight grip loosening just enough to allow her access. His hisses in pleasure as her hand grips him hard and guides him to her centre. He fumbles to pull her panties to the side, desperate for them to be joined together. Then finally, he slides in, he holds her still for a few moments, taking in the flush to her cheeks, her shuddering breaths, the pure desire in her eyes. What had he done to deserve this witch? He knew then he was never going to let her go. Weasley was a complete fool.