Bell
"Harry, the bell's gone…" Hermione murmured against her boyfriend's lips, gasping when he squeezed her breast.
"No it hasn't," Harry objected, pressing his lips harder against hers and coaxing them open.
"It has," she mumbled, pushing him away. "I don't want to be late."
"Fine," Harry sighed reluctantly. He leaned in closer, warm breath tickling her ear. "But we're continuing that later."
Hermione blushed and giggled.
Brng! Brng!
"Okay, now it definitely has," he admitted, picking up his school bag and charging after a swearing Hermione. "WAIT FOR ME!"