You get her against the stone wall and she does not resist and does not help, and the lantern light goes very yellow.

She is wet before you have done anything, and she hates that you can tell.

MalfoidI have not — nobody has — shut up. Don't say anything clever.

You do not say anything at all. You lift her leg and use your hand and she goes scarlet and silent.

She comes hard, gripping your shoulder, and the light steadies the moment she does, which is worse than any comment.

MalfoidThat was not permission to look pleased with yourself.