Snuggling into her husband's embrace was one of Hermione's favourite things. She was small enough that she could snuggle in there and just lay her head on his chest. And the steady rhythm of his heart never failed to calm her nerves.

There were times that he liked to rest his chin on top of her head. But thankfully, he knew that bothered her and didn't do it often.

But when she curled up into him, it was so natural and wonderful. And when Hermione, with her head on his chest, could feel his heart start to race she chuckled. He leaned down and kissed her. And with that Hermione could feel her own heart start to race.


A/N: So I know this chapter/drabble is super short. I know. But it's November again. Which means that I'm once again overwhelmed. And I'm trying to work a full time job for the first time this year. So far I'm ahead. But we're only two days in. Ahhhhhhh!