Pansy slowly stepped towards her, delighting in the moans coming from the witch. When she was directly in front of her, she leaned down and pressed her lips to Hermione's, hands gripping her waist. Hermione instantly grabbed her shoulders, bracing herself. Moving the dress to the side, she trailed her fingers across Hermione's thigh, before tracing it over her core. She bucked against her hand and groaned loudly, pulling back from the kiss.