“I also enjoy spending time with you. A lot. It’s… my favorite thing to do.” Ernie said softly, words mostly escaping him as he gazed at Hermione. He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t noticed years ago how gorgeous she was, he’d always admired her brilliance, and her determination, and sure, she was always pretty, but it… it seemed so much more now. Everything about her was absolutely brilliant, and it made his heart beat faster.
He squeezed her hand, when she pulled it into her lap. Ernie knew that he had to make his move, it was now or never and merlin, did he want it more than anything else. With a deep breath to calm himself, he leaned forward and with a tilt of his head, pressed his lips against hers, closing his eyes and hoping she didn’t push him away.