Over the last six weeks, Draco had been teaching her legilimens, and, not to his surprise, she caught on fast. They’d yet to develop into reaching for one anothers feelings, but she’d definitely perfected the art of getting into his mind to communicate with him. She’d delved into his mind just last week when they’d gone dancing with Blaise, Pansy, Theo and Astoria. She took great pleasure in teasing him with her salacious thoughts whilst they sat and chatted amongst the group. The girls had disappeared to the bathroom before taking to the dance floor, Hermione slipping into his mind to let him know she’d slipped out of her panties. She was back in the bathroom in less than two minutes, him pounding into her against the door of the cubicle, dirty words passing silently between them.