"What in Salazar's name does 'maybe' mean?" Draco demanded to know the moment he stepped out of her fireplace.
"Good to see you, too," Hermione said, a brow arched.
He strode towards her. "Well?"
"Well, maybe."
"Yes or no?" He asked impatiently, his body now mere inches from hers.
"No -"
Draco crushed his lips on hers. He nipped at her bottom lip, forcing her mouth open and plunged his tongue into her warm cavern.
He dominated the kiss, seducing Hermione thoroughly.
"Well?" His lips left hers and she burnt for them.
"Yes," she breathed.
Draco smirked and rewarded her.
