Hermione leaned in and kissed her wife, asserting her newfound Dominance as she parted Narcissa’s lips with her own, probing gently into her wife’s mouth with her tongue. She responded favorably as her fingers twined through brown curls and cradled Hermione’s head. It felt marginally better for Hermione as she took the lead in this, and felt immensely grateful that the Slytherin would let her.