Considering he brings up paperwork, of all things, it's only fair that her immediate reaction is to burst out laughing. It's a short-lived laugh, interrupted by her awareness of how close to his ear she produced that sound and how she may have left his ear ringing with the sound.

"Malfoy, please. If the Ministry ever sticks its nose into our sex lives to that level, I'll set the entire Registry on fire myself."

It's the first step, isn't it? It goes without saying, but it would be the first step: the Ministry controlling sex, then marriage reproduction, blood purity... No, never again.

She pushes herself up to sit in his lap, not noticing how many of her untangling spells have run their course by now, and how much of a tangled, dishevelled, wild mess of curls she's assaulting his sight with with now.

"Do you mind if we keep this to ourselves? For now. While it's new."