A Date to Remember

"I bet you're wondering why I asked you to stay back," said Hermione. Hermione's hands were clasped behind her back, which happened to push out her small chest. Was she nervous?

"In a bathroom," I said, "you're so romantic." That seemed to hurt her feelings.

"Well," said Hermione, "we are low on options. With the plan and everything-." She moved a strand of hair behind her head. "You're messing with me." She laughed for just a moment.

"It's impossible for us to have a real date right now. With the whole plan, and all the tests coming up," said Hermione, "but." Suddenly she was on the tips of her toes staring at the ground. Probably another nervous habit. "But I really want that date." That was the cutest thing I ever heard.

I looked around myself. This was the cleanest bathroom in the school probably, but it was a bathroom. I would have never had the guts to ask the same of her. Not that I was complaining.

"You are disgusted," said Hermione, "I am so sorry! I just really wanted that date. And hearing every girl around me talking about you. And I am so stressed out with-." Hermione was rambling. Nearly like she was going to break out and cry.

"And I broke off things with Cho Chang for you, and now bringing you to a bathroom because im-"

I closed the few feet between us, and kissed her mid sentence. Hermione's eyes closed, her hands quickly grasping on to my neck and chest trying to grab a hold of my sweater. My hands went to the small of her back. After a few soft kisses on her incredibly inviting lips, we pulled away.

"frustrated," said Hermione. She stared at me. Silent for a moment. Her face was so beautiful, again I was mesmerized by her freckles.

"I'm not offended," I said, "it's actually really cute. You're really cute." Hermione shook her head, gaining a little confidence from my words.

"I brought us sandwiches, and drinks. And some games and stuff that we can play. I know we are limited on time, but." She pointed towards a bag on the floor. "But we can do whatever you want." What I wanted involved Hermione on all fours, so I doubted that was an option right now.

"Perfect," I said, "let's do whatever you want to." I really didn't want to play a card game, but something told me that was going to happen. Hermione shook her head, looking back at her bookbag on the floor, before staring at me again with those beautiful eyes.

"Anything I want," said Hermione, "you sure?" I shook my head, suddenly wondering if the Aegis-