The drive was annoying. Even the cooling charms weren’t enough to keep away the blasted heat, and Theo seemed to be in the mood to take them on a sightseeing tour. He kept pointing at historical buildings, churches, and some dead Muggle dictator’s gargantuan architectural follies, distracting Hermione’s attention. That big brain of hers was in the mood to absorb and debate information. All the while Draco squeezed her hand and placed small kisses on her cheek, relishing in the ability to finally breathe again. He thanked the gods for magic and the fact that their enchanted car avoided traffic when the drive was finally over and they pulled up in a pedestrian area.