This one is kinda weird as it is from third person, but I couldn't write this in first person without it being incredibly weird...*wink**wink* This one still ranks among my favorites.
Third POV
"Give me back my pen!" Draco whined behind the annoyed brainiac, Hermione Granger.
"No! It's not yours! It's Zabini's." she explained over her shoulder.
"No. I gave it to Blaise to borrow and he never gave it back! It is my pen!" He tried to grab the pen from Hermione's long lean fingers, but she pulled it out of his reach.
"Hermione!" he complained. He made another grab for it, slowly this time. He grabbed her hand and held it. They continued walking with the pen in their interlocked hands.
When they got to Hermione's transfiguration class he pulled Hermione tight to him. He leaned down to close the considerable height difference and kissed her. The kiss started out slow and gentle but soon became more passionate. As things got heated, Draco slowly and casually worked the pen from her hand.
A slight cough causes them to break apart. Professor McGonagal is standing in the doorway of the classroom eyeing the couple. Hermione's face and ears turn beet red.
"You look really pretty when you blush." he whispers in her ear. She blushes even brighter, which only makes his smirk grow.
She pecks his lips and whispers "I love you."
"I love you too. See you in the Great Hall for lunch." Draco takes off for his Herbology class. "By the way, thanks for the pen!" he calls over his shoulder with a wink, before he takes off running...
Hermione looks at her hand and sure enough the pen is gone. "That boy will drive me crazy one day..." she mutters to herself.
"I think he already has." Professor McGonagal says with a small smirk as she ushers Hermione into the class to start the lesson.
This is the last chapter for today. Please send in your ideas, so I can continue writing.