"No, no it's fine," Hermione shook her head. Clearing away her things was only going to take up valuable time they could be doing other things. She felt him catch up, felt him move beside her. She hadn't been expecting the touch of his fingers against her own, unable to dismiss it as an accident when they threaded together. Hermione's stomach swooped happily, gripping his fingers back to assure him that this was an okay thing, that she was more than happy for this to take place. Holding hands was nice.
"I- haven't held hands much," she started, wanting to be honest. "Not- you know- not...advanced-" Advanced hand holding?