"We've got it," she said half-disbelieving, almost weak with the relief of at least one part of the mission having been accomplished successfully, and Draco eyed her, all grey and silvers and whites in the light. He seemed to contemplate her gravely for a brief moment, and then he bent his head to hers and kissed her and Hermione made a soft humming sound and happy-relieved-pleased want swirled through her stomach. Taking the brief moment they had to savour the taste of his lips and tongue against hers before they had to start trying to figure a way out.