Hermione sighed and lifted the potion vial to his lips. He downed the potion instantly. She didn’t know why, but there was something very sensual about the action. It had to be related to the last ritual,  Femina Lumen Omnia; despite his original disapproval, the magic within him gave him little choice but to listen to her. The tiny control she wielded over him gave her goosebumps. Here was Draco Malfoy—attractive, intimating, and moody as ever. And completely at her mercy.