Hermione forgot how to breathe, or speak, which was good since her mouth was engaged in other things - very new, very nice things that made her stomach flutter and made her hand clutch on his as she closed her eyes. She wasn't sure how to do this - she didn't even have the benefit of reading those stupid books Parvati and Lavender sometimes read, or their magazines with the headlines that promised the perfect kiss, or how to please your man. She just moved her mouth against his a little, and hoped to Merlin he didn't realize she didn't know what she was doing.