Hermione Granger felt a familiar arm wrap around her and pull her into a witch was barely able to recognize her lover before his lips descended on hers. She could sense that he was troubled about something and he needed her to help him forget. The seventh year obliged without hesitation, she was nothing if not a devoted girlfriend. The wild-haired witch felt a pang of guilt that she was abandoning dinner plans she made with Ginny that morning. Her thoughts became hazy as robes were discarded and her bra was being removed.
Must..blame..it..on..Ron…