I appreciate the reviews, guys. Prompt number two was 'candy'. This one's short, but I loved writing it! Reviews are love!

LCailan

Candy Corn

The bowl sat between them on the wide, wooden table.

"It's called candy corn," Hermione said, lifting up a single piece between thumb and pointer finger to show him, and Draco gazed at it as if not certain what it really was.

"Of course, only a Muggle would name a sweet after a vegetable."

She smirked, and he watched with growing interest as she ate the morsel, biting off the white tip, nibbling on the orange middle and then popping the yellow remainder into her mouth with relish. She took another, finishing it just as quickly, and Draco felt a delicious stirring below as she licked her lips in delight.

"And only a pureblood snob would be silly enough not to try one," she replied with a happy smile, reaching for a third and waving it in front of his face teasingly.

Draco scowled at the offending confection.

"That's because they look atrocious and taste disgusting."

Hermione bit the kernel in half slowly, enjoying the way the sugary treat melted on her tongue. She studied the other half thoughtfully.

"Actually, I happen to think they're lovely little kernels of tasty Halloween cheer."

Draco smirked as she finished her candy.

"And I happen to think you're off your trolley."

Hermione smiled and took a fourth, running her tongue along it.

"The top tastes like vanilla, and the middle like honey."

Draco wanted to scoff, but it was hard to do when you couldn't breathe.

"And what, pray tell, does the last bit taste like?"

Hermione smiled brilliantly, her eyes twinkling knowingly.

"Like marshmallow, of course!"

His glare was one of disbelief and she shrugged, offering a pout.

"I guess you won't know though, since you're too wimpy to try one."

Draco would not allow anyone, not even Hermione Granger, to think he was wimpy. Glaring at her, he snatched a handful of candy from her bowl and shoved it into his mouth.

"Just as I suspected," he muttered, his mouth full. "This candy is repulsive."

Hermione stood and smirked, clutching the bowl protectively.

"Well, I suppose there's no accounting for taste, is there? That's all right. I suppose my candy corn and I will just go on up to bed."

With that, Hermione turned around and walked out of the small kitchen, trying not to laugh at his bewildered expression.

Draco wondered how a woman could be so innocent and provocative at the same time and then decided that it had to be the candy corn. And that's how he found her a few moments later – lounging in bed, with the bowl of candy on her lap and a come-hither look on her face.

He took the room in three strides, finding himself a bit more bothered by the way she ran the tiny piece of candy along her bottom lip, her eyes glowing in the dim light of the lamp by their bed.

He ran a hand through his hair, riveted by the way her luscious mouth worked over the treat.

"Vanilla, honey and marshmallow, you said? Maybe I was a bit hasty."

Hermione reached into her half-empty bowl, bringing the triangular, colorful sweet up to his parted lips, fascinated.

"Somehow, I knew you'd see things my way."

Without replying, he leaned down and pressed his lips over hers in a possessive, sugar-laced kiss. Hermione gave him a knowing smile.

"Not as repulsive as you thought, are they?" She purred.

He climbed over her and onto the bed, cradling her body against his.

"I'd say I'm rather partial to chocoballs, Granger. But then again, everything tastes better from your lips."

He leaned in and kissed her once more and took his time to savor what he happened to believe was the sweetest Halloween treat of all.