Since then, she’d sat in the courtyard, soaking up as much of the sun that the chilled Scottish autumn air had to offer. Her Arithmancy text sat open on the grass beside her while her mind wandered farther and farther from her studies. Though in public they had remained determined to keep the trajectory of their relationship under wraps, in the privacy of their shared dormitory they could hardly keep their hands off one another. It was as if Draco’s occlumency was the last thing standing between his self control and the unbridaled want he felt for her. Of course, Hermione had no excuses for herself. She’d simply decided to