Ron's touch never wavered as he deepened the kiss, feeling her tongue meet his and for all the kissing he had done with Lavender, this felt much more sweeter and satisfying. Except Hermione was still crying, as the wetness over his face finally registered. He held her face in his hands and wiped the tears away as he could, wishing that they could stay like this forever, to face no one, to stay in this office and hide for the rest of their lives.
Even at the risk of having Harry wake up to find them like this with his own approval, no less.
He knew this was all it could be for now, but that didn't make him stop just because it was.