Prompt: Harry asks Hermione how she's so sure he's a good kisser
"Oh," Said Ron, his smile fading slightly. "Are you that bad at kissing?"
"Dunno," Said Harry, who hadn't considered this, and immediately felt rather worried. "Maybe I am."
"Of course you're not," Said Hermione absently, still scribbling away at her letter.
"What?" Asked Harry, completely befuddled at the thought of Hermione thinking he would be a good kisser.
"Do I really need to repeat myself, Harry?" She asked absentmindedly as she wrote.
"No no no," He said hurriedly as he felt his face heat up. "I was just wondering why you think I'm a good kisser."
Hermione huffed before dropping the quill and turning to look at him. "I just know it, Harry. Trust me on this, ok." She said matter-of-factly
"Can we drop this?" Ron snapped and Harry saw his ears starting to get red, not really understanding why.
Harry ignored Ron. "But how can you be so sure, it's not like you have act- mphh"
Harry couldn't say anything else as Hermione had grabbed him by the tie, pulling him up towards her and crashing her lips on his. Harry didn't know how long the were kissing, his brains turned into mush by Hermione's tongue exploring his mouth as her hands roamed freely through his messy hair, before they finally parted for air.
"See, you're an amazing kisser, Harry." She said breathless with a grin on those swollen lips before returning to her letter.
Harry looked around and saw that Ron wasn't around anymore but he didn't care, he was fully focused on how he was going to make sure this wasn't the last time he kissed Hermione Granger.