Hermione stole the moment for herself, she reached up and wrapped her hand around the back of his head and before she could address the suppressed look in his eyes she kissed him. She let her lips explore his, she brushed them together and trailed her tongue over them, she felt his lips part and met his tongue letting them dance together for a while. His hands gathered at the base of her neck, scrunching her curls together. She kissed him for a while until she knew she had to let go, his powerful lips was fuelling Hermione and she couldn't fool herself any longer. She pulled away slowly, this was the limit to how much she could torture herself with want for him. For the man who didn’t want her back the same way. 