Kiss

Hermione was walking down the corridor of the seventh floor not knowing what or who to expect. She was meeting someone, her one true love. She checked her watch: midnight, if Filch caught her now she would be expelled, but seeing him again is worth expulsion. She heard a noise, there he stood with that handsome smile he always wore, and a twinkle in his eyes. He grinned deeper when he saw Hermione and walked up.
“Hello,” he whispered.
“Hi,” said Hermione. “I didn’t think you’d show up.”
“Don’t ever doubt me,” he said giving her the long-awaited kiss.