Hermione laid on Draco’s chest, feeling his breath on her neck, the way her body curved around him with satisfaction. It had never felt this way with Ron; he had been her first and only until now. And even then it had felt clumsy and slow, despite their best intentions. It had never been like that with Draco even five years and three days later. She smiled as he gently moved her to the side, spooning her again. It was hard to say what came next, after this step for them. Would this be a love affair? Or long distance? She did her best to try to not think of it as a problem to solve and simply enjoy it. 