Disclaimer: The plot's mine, the rest belongs to a certain Ms. Rowling.
The girl who is about to receive her first kiss is sitting in the library. This is not the first time she's to be found there, occupied with a bunch of books. Her hair is brown and bushy and keeps falling into her face as she scans the pages of the book lying in her lap. She has no idea that in minutes she will be kissed, and mind you, not just kissed by anyone. Kissed by the boy who makes her stomach flutter, as if it was filled with warm little butterflies. The boy who, just by smiling at her, makes her knees go weak. Who melts her heart every time he looks into her eyes. Although, right now, he girl switch page in the book and keeps on reading.
The boy who is about to kiss the girl is standing a few feet away from her. She hasn't noticed him yet. Although he has confronted giant spiders, OWLs and death eaters, he's considering what he's about to do as the hardest and most courageous thing yet. He sees the girl form the words she's reading with her mouth and finds himself, like so many times before, as if spellbound to the sight. He tares his thoughts away from her mouth and runs a hand through his messy, copper hair.
The girl who will receive his kiss has gotten the feeling she's being watched. She turns her attention away from the book and finds one of her best friends standing before her, leaning against a bookshelf.
'Hi Ron!' she says happily, trying to suppress the warm, fuzzy feeling she has gotten all over.
The boy smiles at her and walks over to sit down beside her. He hasn't said anything yet so she speaks up again.
'What do you-' she starts. He is watching her intensely and she finds herself unable to continue.
The boy is trying his hardest not to chicken out on what he's convinced himself to do. The girl asks him something but stops halfway through. She's looking directly into his eyes and he feels his stomach do somersaults. He decides it's his turn to talk. Mostly because if he doesn't, he's sure she'll be able to hear his heart which by now is beating frantically in his chest.
'Er… Hermione,' he starts. She nods her head and her smile encourages him to continue.
'May I,' he starts, his ears turning red. 'Is it OK if I-'
The girl looks at him questioningly.
'Hermione, may I kiss you?' he finally slips out.
The girl, who is being kissed, would just a minute ago, laugh if someone said she'd soon be doing what she is now. Although she had pictured this moment many times, she never thought it would actually happen. Though she had dreamt of it many nights, none of her dreams were even close to the real thing. The softness of the boy's lips and the sweet taste of chocolate frogs is so far beyond anything imaginable. Hear heart is beating harder than ever but her head has never been lighter.
The boy can just find one thing more unbelievable that the fact that he's finally kissing the girl, and that is how he's managed to keep himself from doing it sooner.
THE END
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