The sound of his voice in the dark calmed her down. Hermione tried to focus on things that she was used to. His breath, that was a bit faster than usual, the fabric of his shirt that they tossed aside, the way the muscles on his back moved when his hands explored her body. She felt her stomach turn as he unzipped her dress and it fell down to the floor. Draco deepened the kiss as his hand slid over her bare skin that used to be covered with fabric. Hermione felt drunk from his touch. She took a step back to draw a breath as she threw off her heels.