Hermione didn't finish the sentence and got out of the grand kitchen, fearing that is she didn't he won't stop again and the hungry look in his eyes gave away his exact thoughts. She was twirled around by his hand on her wrist, gripping it hard. Their eyes met and despite his dilated pupils, making Draco's eyes look darker than usual, she came closer, trusting him to behave. A dumb choice really."I'm selling the Manor." Draco said and let go of her arm, despite wanting to touch her everywhere."What ? Why ?" She was in disbelief, her shocked expression making him smirk."I know how uncomfortable you feel here, Hermione, every creak makes you jump and the fact that you avoid that place for dear life." He explained, not letting her protest. "Besides, I told you, I hate this house and since my parents are dead, everything here belongs to me. Us." Hermione tried to hold back her smile at that word. Us."Either way, I already bought another place for us, with a library and all that." He rolled his eyes, already picturing her with a nose in a book there. He would never admit it but he thought about that picture often. "Of course the baby-"Draco stopped thinking when he felt her press herself against him, a warm embrace, making his breath hitch. The connection between them blossoming further, sending shivers down his spine. Hermione pulled back a little, her eyes looked like glass, his reflection shinning in them. She kissed him softly, not aggressive or passionate but rewarding to him nothing less. A soft grazing of her lips against his."Draco Malfoy, never in my life has it been this hard not to take you right here, right now." Hermione whispered against him, briefly kissing him again and smiling."Oh you, wicked witch, you better run or you can kick your friends goodbye." Draco growled out, his voice low and it sent shivers down her back, right to her core. Hermione squealed like a schoolgirl and ran off, making him grumble and try to stay calm. Cold showers seemed to be a must in his days now.~Neville was standing near the window and was looking down at the lifeless and, barely, alive... vegetable. He lifted up his eyes in front of him, watching the pair looking at the poor thing on the floor. "It's a good thing you put it in the pot, Longbottom, considering the fact that it's bloody dead." Draco was unimpressed, his hands folded on his chest and a sarcastic look on his face made Neville cringe. Hermione, though, looked lost deep in her thoughts. She crouched down, eyeing the plant on the expensive floor."Well, for one, it's not dead. Yet." She didn't touch the leaf, knowing the aftermath of doing so. They were risking it even standing near the deadly thing, withered or not. "We'll give it a try." Hermione stood up and cleared her throat, mentioning for Draco to step closer, which he did, but with an annoyed look. Blaise and both girls stood behind the sofa, not risking it.  Neville stepped back slowly when both Draco and Hermione lifted up their arms, seemingly knowing what they were doing when in fact, Hermione was only testing her hypothesis. Both whispered at the same time a charm under their noses and a soft, yellow light started to grown from their open palms. Directed right down to the plant on the floor. Neville- everyone present in the large room felt the power radiating from them, the life seemingly growing and flourishing before them. The leafs were getting darker shade of healthy green. After a second they stopped and pulled back, Hermione's face looked concentrated, mirroring him. They both looked at their hands, amazed. Pansy has never seen wandless magic before but she has to admit it looked more badass than it was described to her. If she was in Harry's shoes, she would kiss Hermione's feet right about now, bowing and apologizing. Indeed Pansy was at the right side, this time.The, once withered, plant that Neville brought them looked healthy and full of colours, the petals almost glowing. They brought it back to life."Wow." Neville let out a breath, covering the plant with a glass hood. "That was awesome."They were too busy looking at each other to acknowledge the complements.