The moment they walked through their front door, something shifted in the air. Out of nowhere, it became thick with desire. Draco grabbed her and spun her around, kissing her roughly. Punishingly. Biting her lips until he left bruises. Violating her mouth with his tongue. Hermione was weak in the knees and could do nothing more than kiss him back, run her hands over his body and through his hair. Breathe him in. 