Draco’s fingers intertwined with hers the moment they were free of the cages, pulling her along towards the exit, Ron following quietly behind them unarmed. This wasn’t awkward at all. Definitely not. Silencing charms in place, they crept through the woods. The morning was fast approaching, and the sky was getting lighter and lighter by the minute. They needed to get out of the anti-apparition wards as their chances of escaping quietly diminished quickly. Draco stopped suddenly, his magic snapping back towards him so violently that Hermione felt the vibrations of the recoil. 