Neither of them felt something so mundane.And then they broke apart and everything was normal, like nothing ever happened. Draco ran his tongue along his lips, savouring the moment. Both of them looked at their cut palms, surprisingly not finding a wound, not even a scratch, as if he didn't" slice their palms open. They took a moment to take a breath and gathered their scattered thoughts, feeling like they were drugged and only now were getting sober. But now Hermione Granger felt it stronger and better than before , the bond between them, connecting them. She felt... happy, because he was feeling happy.