sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2006-05-05 01:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | challenge #26 |
Challenge #26
Original poster: enchanted_jae
Title: Practice
Author: enchanted_jae
Pairing: H/Hr, H/R, H/D implied (just read it!)
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Fluff
Word count: 515
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written for Challenge #26, in which we were to write a drabble using the quote "This isn't what you think it is."
Summary: Harry goes to Hermione for a little one-on-one.
"Um, Hermione? Can I ask you a favor? A really big favor?"
Hermione glanced up from her book to see Harry standing before her in the library, nervously shifting his weight from foot to foot and rubbing the back of his neck in anxious distraction. "What is it, Harry?" she asked.
Harry blushed bright red. "Well, um, you see...Draco and I have been seeing one another for a couple weeks now, and we've been holding hands and hugging and, and giving one another a quick kiss on the cheek, but I want to kiss him for real...onthelips!" he finished in a rush.
"Why don't you then?" queried Hermione, puzzled.
If it were possible, Harry's face got even more red. "Er, I...I've never really kissed anyone for real, and I d-don't want to mess it up."
"You'd like my advice then," remarked Hermione.
"Um, not...not exactly," mumbled Harry. "What I was wondering was if I...if you...if we...ifIcouldpracticewithyou!" he blurted out.
"You want to practice snogging with me?" Hermione's surprise was evident in her voice.
"Y-yes," replied Harry in a small voice.
Hermione stared at him for so long that he began to sweat. Finally, she said, "Very well then, Harry. Come along." So saying, she stood and gripped his wrist, leading him to a secluded spot in the Restricted Section of the library. She turned to face Harry and began to instruct him. "Don't pucker up, you'll look like a fish," she admonished. "Just relax your mouth and close your eyes." With that, she leaned forward, cupped Harry's cheeks in her hands, and pressed her lips to his.
Hermione tilted her head and began to rub her lips aross Harry's, murmuring in approval as she felt him tentatively respond by kissing her back. After a few tense and awkward moments, Harry relaxed enough to place his hands gently at her waist and increase the pressure of his mouth.
"Harry! Hermione! What the bloody hell?"
Harry sprang away from Hermione and turned to face his furious best friend.
"Ron!" he cried. "This isn't what you think it is!"
~*~
"Let me get this straight," said Ron, looking between his best mate and his girlfriend. "You haven't worked up the nerve to snog Malfoy yet because you didn't know how, and you wanted to practice first."
"That's right," sighed Harry in relief.
"Why Hermione?" asked Ron, irritation evident in his voice.
"I couldn't approach just anybody!" protested Harry. "You two are my best friends, and, well, I couldn't exactly ask you."
Ron's blue eyes lit up with a sudden, mischievous glint. "I don't see why not," he grinned, and he suddenly grabbed Harry and planted a big, wet, sloppy kiss right on his lips.
"Harry! Weasley! What is the meaning of this?!"
Harry pushed Ron away and stumbled back, wiping his mouth as he did so. He turned to face his furious boyfriend.
"Draco!" he gasped. "This isn't what you think it is!"