That seemed to catch her attention. She walked over, looking at him worriedly. "Are you alright, Malfoy? Do you need to go to Madam Pompfry?
With a moan, she grabbed his other hand and brought it between her legs, letting him feel how wet she was. His knees began to shake slightly; this was what he had dreamed about doing for almost three years now. That seemed to make his brain start to function again, as he began massaging her breast. His fingers slid inside her lips, making her back arch against his hand.