Her hugs. That was something that he remembered right away after the potion - how much he had loved her hugs. Hermione always seemed to hug with her entire person and as a touch starved child, that was something he was absolutely not used to. Harry hugged her tightly to him and smiled at her quick and yet firm kiss.
Harry reluctantly released her from his arms and chuckled. "If they didn't, I'd be more surprised." She wasn't the only one with wicked thoughts. He had more than a few of his own. "Ready," he asked with a raised eyebrow and heard another of their peers, walking up to the door to bang on it. "We'll be right out," he called to them and heard the laughter from the others.
"They're so impatient," he said, his tone playful.
This time around he felt somehow... freer. That was likely not a giant surprise since he knew now what he was dealing with and what was in store for them if they had continued along the Dumbledore-ordained path.
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Harry reluctantly released her from his arms and chuckled. "If they didn't, I'd be more surprised." She wasn't the only one with wicked thoughts. He had more than a few of his own. "Ready," he asked with a raised eyebrow and heard another of their peers, walking up to the door to bang on it. "We'll be right out," he called to them and heard the laughter from the others.
"They're so impatient," he said, his tone playful.
This time around he felt somehow... freer. That was likely not a giant surprise since he knew now what he was dealing with and what was in store for them if they had continued along the Dumbledore-ordained path.