Theo let his fingers tangle in her hair, pulling her down for a deep kiss, needing to possess her. He loved the way that she thought, the quiet sabotage, using ancient pureblood customs against the proud Lestrange witch. It made him so hot for her. He kissed her until his lungs were screaming for air, and broke away with a groan. "Yes," he agreed with a nod. "I'll take you to Gringotts first thing in the morning, if that's what you want."