Hermione Kiss Ron Novels & Stories

I felt a hot tear leak out, burning as it slipped down my cheek. Owen nodded slowly. "I understand." He reached out and wiped the tear from my face with his thumb, cradling my jaw in his hand. His eyes shone with tears as he leaned forward and kissed me softly. I closed my eyes and tried to put every detail of it into my memory. The way his lips were soft against mine, the taste of his skin, the warmth of his hand, the smell of his cologne. I mentally cataloged it, trying to secure it in my mind so I would forever remember it.

She said slowly and they both stared at themselves. She moved her head closer to his and whispered” Would it be weird if I say I want to kiss you right now” Kelly gulped down nothing and stared at her lips. “I wouldn’t mind,” He said softly and their lips were about touching when they heard a scream. They both turned to see Jabal at the class entrance. “I thought I saw...a lizard,” He said scratching his hair. “Hmm” Rachel muttered biting her lower lip. She and Kelly were really about to kiss in the homeroom class.

It wasn’t like the first kiss; this was deeper, more intense, and she responded with just the same energy. She kissed me back like she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I moaned when her tongue slipped into my mouth, and my arms wrapped even tighter around her. I wanted to feel her, to touch her, to— The door opened just as my hands had started to roam her body, and Rory pulled back like a force had dragged her away from me. She jumped down from the bed with the most embarrassed look on her face as my dad stepped in. “G-good morning, Sir,” she greeted him. She had turned a deep shade of red, and I could see her hands trembling behind her.

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.

When I left the room, it finally hit me that a three-year relationship was over. "Wow, you've got a pretty firm grip," the young guy said, his soft voice snapping me back to reality. I realized I had dragged him halfway down the hallway. I quickly let go and apologized, preparing to leave, but he grabbed my arm. However, he held onto me. "You can't just kiss a guy like that and leave. You owe me now." Suddenly, the autumn air felt much hotter than it should have. His stare was so intense, it felt like he was undressing me with his eyes. I could not help but wonder if he was planning to use this incident to leech off me.

I am too young that time. I closed my eyes tightly when I suddenly step forward towards Mr. Woods and kiss him. It was just a fast and a swift kiss. I immediately step back and stared at him. He is looking at me eyes widened. His lips parted while staring at me. "Goodnight, I will get inside already. Bye." I uttered nervously and left him there. What the hell did you do, Kellah Fazandra?????

[Ayu's POV] My head was lowered while walking towards the class. Some people noticed me, not as usual. I thought, is there something wrong with my appearance today? I felt a hand wrapped around my waist, suddenly made me turn to the side and suddenly a man gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Morning, my girlfriend" said the man. I rolled my eyes in embarrassment. I pushed his shoulders, to get away from me. I'm afraid there are teachers who see our romantic scene. If caught, really embarrassing, right?

Sleep refuses to come that night. I lie in bed staring at the high ceiling, the faint sound of laughter still echoing from the lower hall. My lips still tingle where Ron kissed me, uninvited and unexpected. My skin crawls when I remember how tightly he held me. No one has ever kissed me and held me like that before… only Gregory. That thought alone makes my chest ache. If my soul weren’t already bound to his, maybe I would have liked Ron’s kiss — he’s handsome, gentle when he wants to be, and kind in his own way. But no. I can’t shake the anger simmering inside me. He had no right. How dare he?

Ashton, however, took longer to get his breaths even from the hysterical hiccups and watery breaths that he was taking in, as Ronan kept patting his back and did not let go of him. When Ashton sufficiently calmed down, Ronan pulled away Ashton's face from his shoulder before kissing away the shocked wolf's tears. "I love you too, Ashton. More than you can imagine. Ever since you cured my 'boo-boo' in your office after falling from a tree as a kid. You are my idol, my hero and my love .... mate,” Ronan confessed before his lips went crashing on the Head Doctor’s. There was still a minute to go for Ronan to completely turn 18 and when the needles did overlap perfectly on each other as they str

he said softly, drawing my gaze to him. “You don’t have to say anything,” I whispered. “But I want to,” he replied, his thumb brushing over my knuckles. “I’ve never met anyone like you. Brave, kind, and still standing after everything.” He leaned in slightly, his expression unreadable yet full of something deep. “Can I kiss you too?” A lump formed in my throat, but I nodded again, slowly. Ronan leaned forward and kissed me—just as soft, but more lingering, like he wanted me to remember it. And I would. I already did.