"Granger, wait!" he chokes out, but she's still moving, pulling on her top, zipping up her bottoms in lightning movements as she tries to stifle her tears. He pulls on his boxers as she pulls open the door, her head whipping from side to side in search of her shoes, and Draco bites the inside of his cheek so hard he's sure his tongue is painted crimson. "Hermione, stop."