Merlin, he was an arsehole. And instead of hexing him, like he'd deserved, the silly bloody Gryffindor had apologised and then thanked him. Thanked him. Who the hell did that? Draco had taken her virginity, and told her that there was no way in hell they could be together, and Hermione had thanked him for it. He hadn't even been nice about any of it. He'd been selfish and angry, rough and hard, with no thought for Hermione's pleasure or feelings. He had given in to what he wanted and used her, and fuck; in all honesty it had been unbelievable. For him, at least.