It felt like he was ripping her hair out, the way he jerked her around by the ponytail, so her back was against him. His right hand traveled roughly to her breast, where his thumb pinched her nipple, sending a jolt down her spine. He wasn’t going to play nice, that was clear. His other hand drifted in between her thighs, his fingers collecting her arousal, twisting it stickily around his fingers before thrusting them up inside her. She let out a sharp, high gasp. "This wet..." he panted "from watching me?" He questioned. "Fucking  slut"  He whispered into her ear gratuitously, pumping his fingers back into her. Hermione felt her cheeks burn, though the way his fingers curled into her muffled the shame. Draco extracted his fingers, and she heard him suck them clean, pulling them from his mouth with a lewd popping noise. 