A few days later they reached the middle of November and Hermione was preparing to return to the embrace of Draco. Whom she had spotted around the castle during the day of course. One night had turned into a few more for Ginny’s sake. But Hermione missed Draco’s arms. He had caught her a few times in a secret corner to touch her in any way he could between lessons and passing students. Her lips remained tender from his constant nibbles when their mouths clashed in hurry.