Draco seemed intent on recreating the previous visit down to the very last detail. When he pressed his body against hers to pin her against the trunk of a tree, Hermione had half a mind to let him. Antonin hadn't even gotten close enough to her since Sunday morning to put her in much danger of his amorous intentions. She wouldn't have been bothered at all by a little action in the woods. His mouth hungrily sought hers out. For the briefest of moments, after she willingly opened her mouth to deepen his kiss, she wanted him too. Good sense, however, prevailed. It only took a couple of presses of her hands against his chest to get him to stop.