"Wait!" Warm fingers closed around her arm, holding her in place. "Don’t leave. Please." His voice was quiet and pleading and Hermione couldn’t have resisted him if she had tried. Not that she wanted to. Not when he was finally touching her again, his hand wandering from her arm to her shoulder and to her neck, caressing her curls softly. His other hand cupped her jaw, carefully tilting up her head so she was forced to look at him.