"'I -"  she began but was interrupted by a loud thud and the sudden halt of the lift. Everything happened so fast that Hermione couldn't keep her balance. She was sure she would hit the ground before two hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a strong warm wall. The witch let out a sigh of relief and took a moment to compose herself. When Hermione opened her eyes, she was met with the wall in question. Only that it wasn't a wall. Hermione was staring at Draco's chest, covered by his white oxford. It was so wide and hard that it could be easily mistaken for a wall. Her initial thought was to burrow in his chest and let him keep her safe but another thud jolted her from her stupor. When Hermione looked up at Draco, his eyes were already on her. She took in his worried expression and the wand clutched tightly in his hand, the other still wrapped around her waist.