She bucked her hips once more, desperate to feel him against her and a whimper fell from her lips. His eyes flicked to hers and she watched the molten ore of them cool and harden. She could hear the countdown of the crowd reach one and then zero. Hermione felt cold as the heat from Draco’s body left hers and she watched his retreating back dissolve into the cheering crowd. She supposed she had her answer.