"You think too much," Draco said and kissed her softly, tenderly. Lips warm on hers and tongue probing delicately, and Hermione kissed him back eager and hungry, the tension and worry shuddering out of her as he gently pushed her hair off her face. Traced his finger over the shell of her ear. Slid his hand around to cradle her neck. This was familiar, this was safe; this, Hermione could do without thinking. Warm licks of flame leaped to life in her core, and she hummed with happy pleasure into his mouth.