Ron was happily silenced, returning the kiss eagerly. She always seemed to know how to shut him up these days, not that he was complaining at all.
“Alright. Thanks, love. Dunno wot I’d do without you.”
her lips brushed the corner of his mouth, then the curve of his jaw before pressing her forehead against his with a playful smile. she was disgustingly in love with him, and it had it’s benefits.
“Hermione, y’know that you’re not supposed to fold those, they get all creased and weird looking and they don’t fit right!” His voice takes on a somewhat whingy tone, bottom lip sticking out in a pout.
hermione simply pressed her lips to his, silencing him. any other day, she would gladly bicker with him. however, for some unknown reason, she just wasn’t feeling it today.
he wrinkled his nose, his face a perturbed mask of horror as he thought about. honestly the way they went at it, he often wondered how they had time to breath, it was almost scary.
she let out a long, almost playfully dramatic sigh. as if it didn’t bother her. which, of COURSE it did not. not even in the slightest. hermione leaned her head against his shoulder.
‘ so…dinner, then Slughorns party? is it formal? ‘