He rubbed himself against her a few times and Hermione was mentally preparing herself to find her immense pleasure as only Draco was capable of - never mind that it was in the middle of the fourth floor, and everyone could walk by them - when Draco pushed off her and her body was left feeling cold and reeling. With a few slow steps backwards, Draco licked his lips with a wicked gleam in his eyes and hoisted his bag over his shoulder again.