He was looking at me again.
Every dang meal in the Great Hall, he stares at me. He's going to get us caught; great, now he's smiling at me.
Finally, I got fed up with the staring problem he has, so I marched over there, plopped down, ignoring the shocked squawks (of course). And ...snogged him, it was great fun.
Apparently I have a wicked streak.
Needless to say, EVERYONE was completely shocked, including the teachers. It was quite a way to come out of "hiding". Only problem, Snape took 'bout 50 points off my house. Owell, we are happy.
Righto, so I own none, all belong to JK and Warner Brothers, enjoy guessing who the pair are. This here be 100 words exact(I think). Which irks me to no end but yeah.