Hermione couldn't help the little shiver that raced through her when Draco's hand moved through her hair. She never would have suspected him to be so gentle or sweet, after all of the dealings she'd had with him prior to arriving here. When he complimented her hair, Hermione blushed, a shy smile appearing. After all the comments about her bushy hair growing up, the idea he liked it left her flattered. "Thank you. I think the salt air helps it," she said idly.
Studying his face, Hermione realized just how attractive Draco truly was. She had always brushed him off with the dismissive thought that looked just like his father. But looking at him now, she saw none of Lucius's cruelty or harshness. "I like you like this," Hermione said after noticing she had fallen silent for several moments. Her cheeks flushed again, but she covered it up by leaning in to kiss Draco again.