Hermione pulled Draco in by the collar of his shirt, pressing her lips to his in another searing kiss. Just a few more days and then they could spend two weeks wrapped up in each other’s arms. She wasn’t sure she could wait that long. Draco stiffened as the heavy wooden door to the common room fell closed. Hermione looked up just in time to see Daphne’s golden blond hair disappear into their shared bedroom. Privacy was going to be a very good thing.