Hermione didn't push the situation, perfectly satisfied with that answer and already feeling better and less worried about him. Clearly he regretted what he'd done, even if she didnt fully understand why he'd done it, other than the exorbitant amount of stress he'd been under. She didn't blame him, she hoped the others would understand too, but like she'd said, they were friends, they would forgive him. She was fairly confident on that.
"I just want to do something helpful, and I can't where I am right now. Maybe I'll like that department, maybe I won't, I guess I'll make that decision when I get to it. But I promise if I need any help, you're the first person I'll go to." She raised her face to him when he touched her chin and a small smile played across her face. When he kissed her, she kissed him back, butterflies in her stomach. She loved him, and this was a moment she had needed more than she realized. Mione wrapped her arms around his middle so she could lean into him and the kiss, feeling safer in that moment than she had since the nightmares started.