A/N: I'm so sorry for the huge delay, RL has been brutal this week. However, this means this weekend I'm posting a bunch of chapters. Three (maybe four) today, the rest tomorrow. Hopefully next week I'll get back on schedule.
This prompt is brought to you by ana9191 (so if you don't like it, it's her fault :D ) Good readings!
The library was a place of cruelty. It was pure torture being near her, within touching distance, and having to focus on the stupid books he was supposed to read and the stupid parchments he was supposed to write his stupid assignment on. He was just human, for Merlin's sake, and she was his girlfriend. His bookish, smart, wonderful girlfriend, who looked as cute as ever as she frowned, biting her lip and twirling her hair around her quill, while trying to reword a sentence she had scratched three times already. Oh! he was in actual pain, now.
"Hermione?"
"Yes, Harry?" she replied, without lifting her eyes from her work.
"Kiss me," he said, pouting.
"Really?" She was frowning for a whole other reason, now. "Whining doesn't become you. Besides, you haven't written more than the title of your Potions assignment. Plenty of time for snogging when you're done."
"Come on, love, just a little one?"
"No."
"Ugh, fine!" He grumbled, grabbing his quill and parchment again.