Holy crap. They had kissed. They had kissed and it wasn't... bad. Weren't first kisses supposed tobe awful? Nevermind it wasn't techinically his first. Some Muggle girl back in Asbury named Estrallia got that honor. But this was his first grown up kiss, the first one that made him think of more than mud pies and school ground games. The first one to...
shit.
He shifted in the seat ever so slightly, not sure he could hide the rising offender if anything more happened than what already had. He was a freshmen after all, and his voice was just only finished changing this last year- the rest of his body? Had not really caught up to him yet. He had to keep her eyes on his face, he had to. Anything else would be... a disaster.
"Here? Not here." He kept his hand on her cheek, marveling in the way that the blush seemed to come from everywhere and no where, how he could even see it in the dim light. "Kissing is good. We can. Uh. Wow."