"Hi, Love." She looks into the stormy grey eyes rimmed with worry as they scan her face. She’s certain he’s taking careful notes regarding the slight swell under her eyes and the couple of bright red veins that popped out against the whites of her eyes. He also probably noticed the slight swell in her lower lip and the glassiness in her eyes. His eyes continue to darken with each additional observation. She can’t tell him what happened, not yet. But she needs him to remain calm. While Kingsley was being a complete prick, he wasn’t entirely wrong about the potential for Draco to make a scene. She can feel the temperature in the elevator decreasing like his magic is sucking all the warmth from the tiny space. She knew she didn’t have much time to calm him before someone else got on the elevator or it reached one of their stops. She stretches farther up onto her toes, closing the distance between them. She brushes a kiss against his lips before whispering, her words so quiet she’s only certain he heard them when he responds. 