Notes: I do think I've read too much fluff. I was going to go into detail and make this a one-shot about how this pairing could never work...But I was abducted by aliens. Er, sorry about that.
It started as nothing more than a brush of hands in the hallway, a meaningful glance, a seductive smirk.
It continued with stolen moments in dark classrooms, whispered words, and
"What's that on your neck?"
"I-It's nothing."
"Oh, obviously it's something, right there, look-"
"No! – er, I'll see you later, I'm late for class."
"What was that all about?"
It ended with a raucous laugh, public humiliation, the stunned faces of Hermione, Ron, and many others, and
"Honestly, Potter. Please keep me out of your perverted little fantasies from now on. You're pathetic. Really, did you think this meant something?"