"Wh... really?" Harry asked before he could stop himself, although he didn't want to give her time to think anymore. But Hermione not being logical really threw him off. Thinking was bad. Kissing was good. I'm an idiot, he thought, then leaned forward to capture her lips in another kiss. Harry wondered if, by not listening to logic, she meant that she wanted to go further. But he would mess this up if he kept talking. Nobody wanted someone to chatter the entire time they were snogging, right? Harry kept one arm wrapped securely around her waist as the other hand explored her thigh. Even if she didn't initiate anything else... he could be happy with just kissing her, being close like this. He had to remind himself that he had already gotten much more than he expected, and he was grateful for it.