Draco landed. As his legs were a lot longer than Hermione’s, he had to help her down, but as she swung her leg over the broom, Draco stepped into her. Sliding his hands to her arse, he lifted her from the broom right onto him. Steady on his feet, he kissed her deeply. Helpless, Hermione ground down on him, feeling the ridge of him right where she needed it. Hermione slipped her hand into the back of his pants, palming his cheek and pulling him even closer. Draco broke the kiss, breathing hard. Still holding her tight, he walked swiftly into the house. Taking stairs three at a time, he was soon dropping Hermione onto a plush mattress. He stepped back and shucked off his clothes as Hermione wriggled out of hers on the bed, flinging them to the floor. When they were both naked, he crawled onto the bed, caging her with his arms.