insert standard "I'm not JK Rowling", "I own nothing", "Please don't sue" disclaimer here
"I know the perfect place," Draco whispered to Hermione, grabbing her hand and pulling her down the hall. Giggling, they both jogged to the 6th floor broom closet.
Draco kissed her playfully before gallantly opening the door for her. "After you."
Hermione stood rooted to the floor, a shocked expression on her face. Draco swung the door wider and looked into the tiny room.
The couple inside barely noticed them and didn't even bother to stop snogging.
"Oy, it's occupied," said Ron.
"Yeah, get your own closet," Harry replied as he slammed the door shut.
Hermione and Draco both fainted.
Author's Note: I wasn't sure how to categorize this, so if you think it's not Romance but should be something else, please let me know. K Thx Bye!
