"Do you?" she asked, rather interested, a small smile creeping across her face. She had a pair of black leather pants she'd worn once to a Muggle costume party. The party had been hosted by a friend of her mum's and she's gone as a stereotypical witch in all black. The leather pants had not been brought out since.
Penny met his lips eagerly, rather ready to pick up where they'd left off at Gringotts. Her hands resumed the roaming they'd been forced to abandon earlier, eventually wrapping up around his shoulders from below. She couldn't get enough of the feeling of his mouth on hers and the earnestness with which she kissed him showed that.