"What is wrong with you, Draco?" Hermione yelled back at him and tried to push him off of her. "You go around thanking me, apologizing even, dare I say, worrying for me then pushing me against any surface possible. Whatever you're planning it needs to stop now." She looked up, his face inches away from hers, her angry breathing mixing with his. Then she saw how his face relaxed and he loosened the hold on her.