Chapter 55
“I didn’t know you thrived of being humiliated,” he said, voice low.
“I don’t,” she said, through her teeth. “I’m assessing.”
“Of course you are.”
She made one more attempt, this time abandoning technique entirely in favour of sheer bloody-mindedness, shifting all her weight at once with no particular grace, purely to see if she could make him compensate. Again, he didn’t move one bit.
It was as if she’d shoved a wall. A wall that smelled faintly of cologne and exertion and was infuriatingly warm along her back. She exhaled, sharply, and went still.
“I expected a better challenge,” he taunted her.
“Sore winner,” she muttered.
“Better than a sore loser,” he said silkily.
She huffed but didn’t argue. Hermione was acutely, painfully aware of the arm still loosely bracketing her, of the fact that he hadn't released her yet, that there was no particular reason he needed to be that close to make his point and yet here they were, and he showed no urgency about it whatsoever.
“Happy?”
“Ecstatic.”
There was a sparkle in his eye that she didn’t trust one bit.
A/N : Updating next weekend guys. Chapter 55 finished, working on chapter 56. ^^
