He let her go, turned her to face him. Pulled her in by the waist to crush his lips to hers. Hermione gave in and kissed him back—better for everyone that he maintain his elevated mood throughout the night. She let her tongue tease his, and when he slipped his hands into the deep plunge of her neckline to cup her breasts she gasped but it came out sounding like a giggle—even better, she supposed.