Ice-Cream
Slurp, slurp.
Those are the sounds they can hear as they eat their ice-cream. They giggle and laugh as they walk along the street hand in hand. The ginger-haired boy is slurping his chocolate-flavoured ice-cream greedily, whilst the girl with bushy brown hair is neatly eating her ice-cream, slowly savoring the vanilla flavor.
"Can I try some of yours?" he asks, and she looks at him, realising that his chocolate ice-cream is gone.
"Ronald, honestly, just because I'm taking my time eating this ice-cream does not mean I want it less than you do. It's my ice-cream, so no, you cannot try some of this."
"But Hermione!" he protests, tugging at her arm like a little boy.
"No." the girl says firmly, though with a small smile on her face.
A mischievous smirk appears on his face as he gets an idea. He suddenly leans forward and licks the vanilla ice-cream in the girl's hand.
Slurp.
"Ronald!" the girl cries, quickly pulling it away from his reach. This action causes the ice-cream to smear over the ginger boy's mouth, and the girl starts laughing wildly at the funny picture.
The boy tries to lick the ice-cream off, but he can't reach all of it, so the young girl leans up and plants a kiss on the bit of vanilla ice-cream several centimetres from his mouth. Then she plants another kiss on another spot of ice-cream and suddenly, they are kissing each other, and quite eagerly.
They kiss so enthusiastically they don't even realise the vanilla ice-cream that had been perched gracefully on the waffle cone has fallen onto the ground.
Plop.
They kiss for such a long time they don't even realise it has melted away.
My first story published in 2012. I thought I'd start the year with a cute drabble instead of an emotion-filled angsty one-shot. I'd love to get some reviews, as I struggle with drabbles.