Kiri tried to avoid it, but in the end, she couldn't help herself, and she looked into Raiden's eyes while she dabbed away at his mouth. His eyes were closed, though. So he wasn't looking at her! That was a relief. His whole body seemed to be tense and rigid. Kiri thought for a second that she'd been too rough, but then she remembered. Raiden. Girl allergies.
More memories decided to stage a little reunion tour in her mind. What had that woman told her in Diagon Alley, nearly a year ago? Kiri's face felt even more flushed than before. Raiden's slow breaths were noticeable on her own skin.

This, she was sure, was the proverbial it. She'd either... kiss Raiden now, or leave it and berate herself over it for the rest of the summer holidays. Or she'd do it, and Raiden would be terribly upset, and she'd be even harsher on herself.
Kiri knew that if she spent any more time thinking about it, she'd chicken out. And for once in her life, it was certain that thinking would not be to her advantage. She moved her right hand away from Raiden's mouth. It was trembling so badly that the sleeve of her robes she'd used slid back on its own. A second later, she was holding his chin with both hands and sliding as close to him as she could.

"Raiden," Kiri breathed, practically out of her mind with fright and excitement. "I..." She didn't know what to say. She leaned forward and gently brushed her lips against his for a moment.