Kissing Hermione was nothing like he'd imagined it. No, it was better. He could never have imagined something like this or anything close to it. Kissing the girl he loved was the best feeling he'd ever have in his entire life, he decided. There wasn't nothing that would ever compare.
His grip tightened on her waist slightly as he continued to kiss her with all the emotion he possibly could. It was almost as if he thought that if he let go at all, she'd be gone, just another one of his many daydreams. One hand let go of her waist to reach up and cup her cheek lightly, his fingertips just barely grazing her curls. Merlin, this was incredible. She was incredible. How long had he waited for this? Like forever? He could barely believe it was happening... and that she had been the one to start it.
Parting their lips slowly, his hand remained on her cheek, his forehead resting against hers and his eyes still closed. "I love you, Hermione." He said softly, finally opening his eyes to look at her, his voice filled with emotion and all the love he'd felt and kept inside for so long.
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