Hermione blew with Draco’s hand clamped around her mouth. A long, strangled sound came from her larynx as the tidal waves of pleasure ripped through her body. The waves of pleasure rolled through her body from the tips of her toes all the way up to the pink ends of her ears. Vaguely conscious, she felt Draco re-adjust her knickers and pencil skirt. As a rule of thumb, Hermione tended to wear a garter belt and stockings nowadays. Just in case.  For easy access. Which tended to happen quite a lot.