Romans & histoires Hermione Granger Kissing Ron

Anna cringed. “You liked me” he winked. Anna’s face went deadpan as she glowered at Ron who was wicked smiling. “Shut up” “No, wait. What?” I smiled. “I will kill you if you…” Andy covered her mouth before Anna could say further. “I may not live to see tomorrow. For my sake, spit it out Ronny” Andy joked while Anna tried getting her mouth free. “I kissed her, first year of high school because one of my sources told me she crushed on me” Ron spoke swiftly.

His knuckles torn. “You hid some of these,” I whispered. Ronan looked down at me. “So did you.” “That is not an answer.” “It is the only one I have.” I gave him a look, and he bent to kiss my forehead. The kiss undid something in me. We stepped into the shower together. At first, there was no romance in it. Only water. Hot water hitting skin, running brown-red at our feet as blood, ash, smoke, dirt, and battle washed from us.

I say to Glinda, halting her "But these are serious allegations, Hermione!" Glinda whispers again. "... Now, look who it is..." Ketura calls, her minions cheering her. She walks over to Eros; who is seated two seats from Glinda and I, and plops her buttocks on his laps. "Little cousin, I'll show you what you can never get." She utters, grabbing Eros' face and kissing him hardly, all the while not moving her eyes from me. The whole class watch on anticipatingly, expecting me to run out in tears or something. But strangely, I felt completely normal.

"Just because it’s taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn’t mean no one else has spotted I’m a girl!" — Hermione Granger * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy Trying my best not to flush, or worse, blush, I cleared my throat nervously. "Your pen." I pointed at the blue pen laying on the ground between our chairs. "Oh," her eyes followed mine. We both leaned down to grab the pen at the same time, causing our heads to bump.

“I came here with my friend, youuuuu assumed he was my boyfriend” She giggled it was like music to my ears, her cute giggle made me feel all warm and fuzzy; when she held my bicep firmly and looked deep into my eyes, I got lost in her hazel eyes, I could see my life with this gorgeous specimen right here! We leaned in for a kiss, just as my lips were inches from hers, Ron squealed “OMG! D is GAY!”

Kade’s voice came from the other side of the door. Ronan let out a sigh. “I’m sorry, but we will have to put this moment on hold.” His voice was soft. He gave me one more kiss before making his way to his feet. “Just give me a second.” He yelled out for Kade to hear as he put on his shirt. Ronan made his way back to me and cupped my face before pulling me into a passionate kiss. “I promise you, this, is not over.” As he released me, I could feel my cheeks turn bright red. ***

You're not the only one who can lie Ron, I also can. " Yes of course, " I replied, lying to her. Her face light up when she heard me agree " Okay I will let you kiss me so do-" Before she could finish her words I immediately grabbed both sides of her head and kissed Ron's lips fiercely and passionately as if this will be our last kiss. She also kissed me back on my lips. I think this is the best nightmare that God gave me, the dream looks so real.

I grip his hand, letting him pull me down the trail. Nerves flutter in my stomach, fingers quivering as I walk steadily along the path, trying not to stumble over and into the river below. The sound of the waterfall we walk toward roars in my ears, allowing my hurried breaths to go unnoticed to my recent boyfriend. This is going to be my first kiss. I've finally graduated high school only yesterday, and to celebrate, Alec has taken me down to the local waterfall to kiss me. We have been talking about this for weeks now, and it's finally happening with nothing to interrupt us.

“Take the helmet, June. Or I’ll plant a kiss on your lips right here in front of everyone.” “What?!” I gasped. “Have you gone completely nuts?” my mouth fell open. Heat rushed up my neck and burned my cheeks. People were already starting to glance our way. Without thinking, I snatched the helmet from his hand. “Good girl.” He muttered, a flicker of satisfaction crises his face. That infuriated me in the most annoyingly sexy way possible. “I hate you,” I muttered under my breath. Ronan threw his head back as a low laugh left his throat, the sound deep and warm, cutting through the rumbling sky above us. He swung one long leg over the bike, revved the engine,

Flora blushed, and she kissed Ron on the lips. Ron was stunned for a moment before he kissed her back passionately. Flora was a prideful person, so this must be her most forward display of affection toward Ron. How wonderful. They were such a perfect match. They must be so happy. But I just felt like crying. Unwilling to make a sound, I bit down on my lip. It was my complaint toward my ten-year-long crush as I thought, ‘Ron, I won’t be bothering you for another twenty years.