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"So? What if she looked over here and saw you snogging me? Would you expect her to get up and leave?"

Bloody hell, what did that woman just say to me?

Did she just use me and her in an example involving snogging?

I stare at her and she simply looks back at me. I open my mouth and I don't know how to formulate any, let alone any proper responses.

She must be mental, sitting there, her small hands tucked under the table, that adorably innocent look on her face, pretending to be all oblivious. Does she not know what that implication just did to my brain? Or, come to think of it, other areas of my body.

She begins drinking her Butterbeer and I look away, paying more attention to Harry, who seems to be unable to get his lips off of Slughorn's arse for some reason. I make a mental note to ask him about that and look back at Hermione.

Now I can't stop looking at her lips. Bloody fantastic.

I clear my throat and shift in my seat, letting my eyes linger on her mouth. They're all moist from her drink and I see the smallest hint of leftover Butterbeer foam on the bottom left corner of her top lip. Instantly, images of licking that away bombard my already horny head. I wait patiently for her to wipe if off herself, before I lose it and launch myself off my seat and do it for her.

Of course, with my shit luck she doesn't use her hand to clean her lip, no that'd be mad wouldn't it? She has to stick her tongue out, agonizingly slow and with an impossibly sensual flick, lick the damn Butterbeer off.

Harry sits back down and I scoot a bit closer towards the table to hide my obvious sign of arousal.

"What are you playing at?" I ask, nodding towards Slughorn. Maybe I should ask that to Hermione.

"Dumbledore's asked me to get to know him." Harry states.

"Get to know him?"

"I don't know. It must be important. If it wasn't, Dumbledore wouldn't ask."

I nod in understanding, and before I can help myself, I glance at Hermione once more.

Oh hell she's doing this on purpose.

Now she has an entire Butterbeer mustache grazing her top lip. I still can't believe how simply adorable and sexy she looks, all at the same time. Once more, I swallow the urge to lick that off her and point it out.

I motion at my lips with my fingers, "Got..a little bit.."

Her eyes momentarily widened, and she quickly turns her head and uses her sleeve (Thank Goodness) to wipe her mouth. We lock eyes for a moment and my eyes flicker to her lips.

Well now I'll just have to add Butterbeer to the list of things I wanna lick off Hermione Granger.

Hello! I'm a first time Harry Potter writer and this idea simply came to me when I was watching the Half Blood Prince today, and I couldn't help but write it. I'm not British, so I would appreciate if I received feedback on the writing, this is my first attempt soo..I hope it's good to some standard.

I love Ron and Hermoine's relationship, in the books, in the movies. I love their little moments. I tried to capture Ron as best as I could!

Now, this may or may not turn into a little series of one shots and drabbles, featuring moments from both the books and movies. I'd probably stick to canon, however I think I'd wind up throwing a few 'unseen' moments of my own.

Thoughts on that idea? I'd love the reviews :D