"Not as fine as this one," Hermione replied, leaning up to kiss her wife. Bellatrix smiled down at her, kissing her soundly. Hermione’s arms tightened around her neck as the two kissed, Bella’s tongue slipping into Hermione’s mouth. Her hands squeezed at Hermione’s rear, causing her young wife to moan into her mouth. Shifting her weight, Bellatrix took them up the stairs, refusing the break off the embrace even after stumbling around a few times. Hermione was equally reluctant to let go, her kisses making their way down Bella’s neck, leaving a trail of marks as she went.