Draco, too self absorbed and superior, didn’t notice Hermione’s wand as she slid against her. Granger wouldn’t dare do anything to him, anyways. He had the little Mudblood directly under his thumb.
He shrugged. “At some points, I am sure.” Sleep was in his plans but only between molesting Hermione. Surely his hands would wander. She would wake up eventually to pick up where they had left off…