A/N: This story features seven drabbles for the Seven Kisses Challenge on the HPFC forum. They are all interconnected, but each story can also stand alone, as each drabble tells its own little story.
Draco attempted to hold in his laughter as he watched the little redhead shriek in fear at the tiny little insect buzzing around her head. It was beyond amusing to observe her as she ran in circles around herself, swatting the air and crying out helplessly. He tried to hold in his laughter, but he just couldn't do it. Deciding that, for once, he would be the gentlemanly type, he sauntered over in her direction, smirking at the ridiculousness of the entire situation. It was just a bee – what could possibly be so frightening?
"I'll help you, Little Weasel," he offered tauntingly. With ease, he reached up and grabbed the bee, holding it tightly in his fist. "See, now was that anything to be afra – OW! That damned thing bit me!"
Ginny burst into a fit of giggles. "Bees don't bite, Malfoy. They sting." She reached for his hand, which he had unclenched in order to drop the offending creature. "Are you okay? It's a bit swollen."
"I'm fine," he replied indignantly, snatching his hand away. "Just say thank you, and then leave me alone, Weasley."
"Thank you, and then leave me alone, Weasley."
He glared at her. "Cute."
"I thought so."
"Will you be leaving any time soon?"
"Sure," she said with a smile as she took a step in his direction. "I just need to thank you properly."
Without hesitation, and before Draco even had the opportunity to question her or to respond, Ginny leaned in a planted a kiss on his lips. It was not a chaste kiss, nor was it an overzealous one, but it was enough to leave an impression. The kiss was just enough so that Draco could not get her out of his mind.