daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,
Daphne didn't know what was wrong with her, this sort of thing was completely out of the norm for her. She couldn't place what possessed her to kiss him and now conflicting emotions were racing through her mind. She's Daphne bloody Greengrass! The ice queen of Slytherin, and now she's snogging Dean Thomas, a mudblood of Gryffindor? Something was very confused within her and she hated to admit it.
Glancing down at the book when it was offered to her, Daphne took it with a silent 'thank you'. Fingers grasped the book tightly as she nodded. A tiny smile managed to push it's way on to her lips as his thumb brushed across her lips.
Climbing to her feet a hand came to rest on his shoulder. Leaning down her lips pressed to the corner of his lips in a very brief kiss. "Perhaps." Daphne had no doubt in her mind that she would see him again, but she felt it best to test him with possibility that he might not see her. After all, when all was said and done, Daphne was a girl, and what girl didn't like to leave without a little mystery and intrigue lingering in the air?