But Malfoy kisses her when she looks at him a certain way, or presses close against him; her forehead, the insides of her wrists, the top of her head, and the round of her shoulder, in the dark when she invites him into the bed. She smiles then, and hums at the fleeting sense of luxurious contentment it gives her, but he never takes it any further, never kisses her mouth, and she is always a little relieved. Little kisses and touches and gestures of comfort are safe, are irreproachable, are wanted. But sharing any more than this unspoken, nearly-platonic intimacy could become...messy, and Hermione doesn't think she can handle that.