Summary: Vincent Crabbe/Millicent Bulstrode drabble.
Author's Note: Written for 10k_drabbles on livejournal.
Keep It Simple, Stupid
In a shy, awkward, entirely unnecessary gesture that would most likely earn him a swift knee to his tender bits, he kissed her knuckles, smooth lips cooling the ragged scabs tightening across her skin. Abruptly, she snatched her hands away. He flinched a hairsbreadth, but the expected blow never came. Instead, she hooked her injured hands behind his neck and kissed him hard. The tang of blood still oozed from her split lip, her breasts crushed into his chest in a rather intriguing way, and he thought that maybe--just maybe--he could see what all the fuss was about.