Hermione licked her lips, already tasting the possibility. He zeroed in on the motion, but he held still. Making Draco Malfoy wait on her every word would have made her giddy with power once upon a time. Now it just made her twitchy. She could see the hunger in his eyes. It matched hers, surely. Yet the power he gave her now was not the kind of power she wanted. This sort of power came with strings attached for both of them.