"Blimey, Harry. Who were you just snogging? You look so dazed..."

"Who says I was snogging anyone?" Harry asked defensively.

"Well, you don't really have to ask. I mean, when I came in you were touching your lips."

“No, Hermione, it’s not. Today was amazing. I finally kissed you . . . Everything was going so brilliantly.”

“Oh, Ron. It was perfect for me, too. Let’s not ruin it. Let’s deal with it tomorrow. Today will just be about us.”

“Wait, are we now an us?”

“Well, don’t you want to be?” I asked unsure of myself now.
He reached out and cupped my face in his hands. “Yes.” He kissed me lightly on my lips and my heart melted.

“RONALD! GET OFF!” Hermione screamed. “You’re going to hurt him!!”

I laughed, causing Hermione to give me a death glare. “Oh, come on, Hermione. It’s Ron. He won’t hurt him.”