Draco cocked his head. The dim lights of the room added to Hermione’s face sharpness, and yet she was still filled with softness. He grinned, and with a sudden movement, he gripped her wrist and pulled her closer to him. Hermione sighed, and her doe eyes darted into his. His pulse raged through his veins and temples while his heart kept thumping. His gaze slid over her, absorbing.