Angst prompt: Dont you dare pin this on me! Ship: tomione or volmione
Tom couldn’t help the smirk that twitched at his lips as she glared up at him. He might have taken her more seriously if he couldn’t hear the lilt of her voice, recognise the amusement in her reprimand.
He cupped her face and gently brushed his lips against hers, when he finished pinning the ‘Head Girl’ badge to her robes.
She obviously hadn’t thought about the implications of the title.
She certainly hadn’t been thinking about them an hour ago when she’d been on her knees and proving just why she deserved it.
“Why Hermione” he teased, “I would never presume.”
Hermione continued to glare at him, and shucked his hand from her shoulder where it was resting, absentmindedly twirling one of her curls, “git.”
Tom chuckled and pulled her into his lap as he fell back into the seat of their private head students compartment.
Their snogging was interrupted however, by a rapt knocking at the door, before it slid open and Theo Nott stepped in.
“Alright Tom” he said, nodding in his friends direction before he turned and leered at Hermione, “wouldn’t mind stepping out and giving me a moment alone with the ‘Head Girl’?”
Hermione laughed into Tom’s chest, as he stiffened and fixed his ‘friend’ with a glare. Apparently she hadn’t been the only one who hadn’t thought about the implications of such a pin.
