Cho and Hermione had just finished their lesson and were enjoying a cup of tea.

They spoke about random things as they sipped the beverage, this time the subject was family.

It turned out that Cho was a half-blood, her father being a wizard and mother being a Muggle. She grew up knowing about both worlds, being enrolled in a Muggle Grammar School just in case she didn't receive her Hogwarts letter. Her father was overjoyed when her letter came in the post, and though slightly disappointed that her daughter wouldn't be attending her old secondary school, Mrs. Chang was happy for Cho as well. Cho had graduated in Hermione's first year, and truthfully stated that she hadn't really paid attention to the first years. She had then gone to school to become a teacher, and that was where Cho's story ended.

Hermione nodded a bit when Cho stopped speaking.

She opened her mouth to say something, but then clamped her mouth shut.

"Hermione?" Cho asked, a concerned expression on her face.

Hermione shook her head and looked down at the floor, not wanting to look at her professor.

Cho slipped her hand under Hermione's small chin and tilted her head upwards.

"Hermione, you can talk to me about anything, you know that, right?"

The brown-haired teen's eyes traveled up Cho's face, brown eyes locking with hazel.

Hermione bit her lip before she moved forward, ever so slowly, and pressed her lips to her professor's.

Cho's eyes went wide in shock, but soon recovered. She answered the kiss, lovingly and caring.

When they parted, Hermione blushed deeply, picked up her books and ran out of the office.