Draco was silent for a moment. Hermione wondered if he was going to mock her or judge her; make some snide comment about how foolish she had been. Instead he moved forward and took her into his arms. Hermione stiffened for a moment but it felt so good to be held, to be cared for. She relaxed into Draco’s embrace and soon found herself wrapping her arms around his back and resting her head on his chest, breathing in deep his sweet citrus scent. 