her legs parted slightly and he stepped between them, drawing himself closer to the welcoming heat of her body. draco followed her cues, nipping at the space below her earlobe until she whimpered, sucking at the divot of her collarbone until her back arched forward. she was so responsive, and his restraint was dwindling, and he could tell hermione was struggling, too – her fingers slipped into his belt loops and pulled, and she ground her hips against his until the friction left him slack-jawed against the crook of her neck.