Just then he saw her reach behind to find his hand and pull it forward to clamp around her breast. Draco slung his other arm around her chest and hauled her up while he thrust deeply inside her. Hermione wound her fingers into his, and Draco felt a surge of pride and a swell to his ego when he looked at the obnoxious large ring on her finger. The one he had given her to tell the rest of the world that she was his. And she never took it off. Not even when she had to perform strenuous healing tasks where the large ring could hold her back from the proper hand movements for the right spells. (Draco had initially selected a grossly huge pale diamond for Hermione. Because she was the light in his otherwise dark world. When the twins were born, he had two smaller stones added on either side of the diamond. A small green sapphire to represent Orion and a tiny purple topaz to represent Aurora. That had been the only time she took the ring off.)