The group turned to exit the pitch, the crowd long gone, but Draco hung back for a second to say his goodbyes. He first leaned down to give Hermione a heated kiss that left her pink cheeked and flustered and if Remus were being honest, left him a little flustered as well. When he turned to Remus, Draco gripped the back of his neck and pulled him close, lightly nipping at the skin and speaking in that low voice that only he’d be able to hear, "Take care of our witch, won’t you? Maybe when you get home, I’ll have charmed my own jersey to say Lupin."