When his first instinct was to refuse to answer her question, Hermione pushed him out of the way of her exit. One more incident of refusal and she was going to lose the very last of her patience. She was only a step or two away when she felt an arm slide across the front of her waist. Startled by the familiarity of the touch, she halted. Though used to having men grab her arm to get her to follow their demands, she was caught completely off guard by his gentle grasp. Hardly pressing his body against her back, Draco moved his lips to just outside the shell of her ear to whisper a secret she knew he wasn't supposed to tell.