"No, thank you. Once again I owe you the life of my son." He pressed a kiss to the back of her left hand. Hermione's cheeks flushed and her heart pounded, "Shouldn't we be going?" She squeaked, Draco tucked her hand into the crook of his elbow. "Do you have everything you need?" She nodded, enchanted pockets were the best thing ever. Until laundry day that is.