Disclaimer: Don't own and never will.
AN: Normally I do a Christmas oneshot. But this year, I entered a challenge that brings this up and here I am. The challenge is The Mistletoe Challenge by Eclipses Riddle.
She kissed him.
He couldn't believe it. The girl he had been falling for and falling hard for the past year had ACTUALLY kissed him, right in the middle of the Burrow Christmas celebrations.
It hadn't been a bad kiss either, Harry thought to himself as he licked his lips in disbelief. He could still taste the sherry on her lips in fact. Molly Weasley's home made sherry had never tasted as good as it did now. She looked at him and smiled shyly, blushing slightly as she met his eyes. It was cute really, seeing the normally self assured, confident and occasionally bossy Hermione looking shy. She pointed up at the mistletoe hanging above them.
"I couldn't think of a better excuse to kiss you," she said with a mischevious smirk and Harry wondered for a moment if she had been spending too much time with George or Ginny.
"Just ask her out already!" George shouted at them from across the room. "You're twenty-two, not a couple of lovestruck teenagers!"
"Yes, thank you George for that stunning observation," Hermione said with sarcasm so thick, it could practically build walls. Harry just grinned like an idiot. He might not have been a teenager any more, but that kiss left him feeling like he could be young forever.