 She tilted her pelvis forward, the friction against his firm body sending her into overdrive. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the touch of his hands and his lips. She moved her hips again and he squeezed her butt with both hands again, pushing her against him. Hermione’s hand reached up and ran through his hair. It was incredibly soft, it made her think of liquid gold. She grabbed a fistful at the nape of his neck and pulled, releasing another deep moan from deep within Draco’s chest.