Hermione nodded in agreement. Draco took Luna’s hand then, and the pair took off in the direction of the park across the road to Apparate. Hermione felt Snape’s hand come down on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. She turned her head minutely to look at his pale hand, the fingers long and tapered with calluses and potion ingredient stains on the ends. It was not a perfect hand, but it was still one she adored as much as she did the man it was attached to. She tilted her head just a little more so she could brush her cheek briefly against it.