Luna Lovegood rounded the corner, and heard the clock strike midnight. It was officially Christmas Eve, and snow covered the ground.
She wasn't paying attention where she was walking and bumped into Blaise.
"Oh. Hello Blaise." she whispered quietly.
"Hey Lovegood." he whispered back. They had never really been on speaking terms so there was ice in his words. They tried to continue walking but were stopped by an invisible barrier. Luna looked up, and saw a mistletoe.
"Darn nargles." she whispered. Blaise always did love how she could exsist in her own world and nobody could get to her. He followed her eyes and saw the mistletoe.
"Bloody hell." he nearly shouted only to recieve her finger on his lips. He looked down at her, and they slowly began inching forward towards each other's lips.
His lips pressed hard against her's and his hands snaked around her waist. Her hands, on the other hand, were inching up to his neck, and ran through his silky hair. His tongue probed at her lips, asking permission for entrance, and she quickly responded, opening her mouth. Their tongues battled for dominance, and his quickly won over and began exploring every single millimeter of her mouth.
He pulled her waist, if possible, closer to his, and began tracing shapes on her back. She looked so small next to his muscular frame, but they fit together like puzzle pieces. Finally, after what seemed like hours, they parted for air.
"Luna, will you go out with me?" Blaise asked.
"I'm sorry Blaise but no." she told him.
"Do you even know what I said?" he asked and she nodded.
"What did I say then?" he challenged her, daring for an answer.
"Will you go out with me?" she told him.
"Yeah, of course." he said with the infamous Slytherin smirk. She blushed and they came together for another kiss.
AN: Please review! What did you think? Please and thank you.