"Complicated when you run into your future kids, isn't it?" Draco smiled back at her into the kiss but was disappointed when it was so short. He leaned toward Hermione to press a more lingering, but gentle, one to her lips. A little dazed when he pulled back, he smoothed his hair down again. "I... think I could really get used to that," he confessed, the pinkness in his cheeks forever betraying him whenever he said something even the slightest bit sweet. Draco hoped it was okay. Ever since she admitted to not dating much, he was afraid of freaking her out by too much physical affection. He didn't want her thinking he was a perverted slimeball, which was why he was trying so hard to keep his hands off her for the time being.