Speechless. For once in my life, I’m actually incapable of words. As Draco jumps effortlessly from his broom onto the balcony in front of me, essentially prowling toward me, I struggle not to simply choke on air. Eyes promising pure mischief, and only one of his sinful dimples on display with a smirk directed right at me. At. Hermione. Fucking. Granger.