She was hovering over her in the blink of an eye. She slowly lowered her body onto Hermione with a teasing smile. Hermione’s brain spun to conflate the sight and the sensation - this petite woman, slender, held her down with the weight of a giant. Hermione looked to either side, trying to find a way to slip out, or at least curl up to protect herself, but Fleur had her trapped. Her apparent strength was beyond Hermione’s comprehension.