A/N: I was inspired to write a dialogue fic of my own after reading a few; don't think it's turned out to well though :L
"Hey, Granger!"
"Go away, Malfoy!"
"Can't I say hello to a pretty Gryffindor girl without getting my head bitten off!"
"Pretty? You must mean Lavender, she's over there."
"She's not pretty, she's a slag. I'm talking to you."
"I think you have the wrong girl, Malfoy."
"Nope, I think I've got her. Long bushy hair, plain brown eyes and a book in hand."
"Thanks for that, a great way to summarise me, I suppose."
"But you don't understand!"
"I understand, this is just another attempt to torment me. So, I'll just be going now."
"Just listen, Granger! I like your long, wild hair; I just want to run my fingers through it. Your eyes aren't just plain brown, they're speckled with gold and amber. And I think you're the only girl to take her studying seriously, the fact you're a bookworm is a good thing!"
"Haha, very f-funny."
"I mean it."
"Malfoy! What are you doing?"
"Just getting a little closer, does it make you uncomfortable?"
"No."
"Then you won't mind when I get a little closer?"
"N-Nope."
"And just this little bit closer, still?"
"N-N-Not at all."
"And how about now?"
" ..."
"You have freckles, Granger. I never noticed."
" ..."
"Are you nervous?"
"It depends on what you intend on doing."
"Good answer, what would you say if I intended on... say kissing you?"
"Liar."
"Really, I'm quite serious?"
" ..."
"Ready?"
"Wh-what? N-No!"
"Tough."
"Wha..?"
"..[kiss].."
"Well, Granger?"
" ... "
"Say something?"
"wow."
"..[smirk].."
"What did that mean?"
"We-well, you see, I ... erm..."
"..[raises eyebrow].."
"I like you...okay!"
"..[smile].."
"..[blush].."
"I kind of like you too."
"..[grin].."
"So..."
"Be my girlfriend?"
"Sure."
