"Potter," he spat, "Come with me," his eyes softened as well as his tone as Harry walked out with a huff, looking at Hermione, "As beautiful as ever, my lady." Putting a hand to his jaw and running her hand down the slight stubble Hermione smiled, "Thank you dear." As her knight stalked towards her friend, a presence made itself known by wrapping his arms around her small waist, kissing just behind her ear on the spot that never failed to make her moan. "Everything going to plan, brother?"