Ron squirmed a little under her touch, not used to anyone touching him in such a way. Lavender's hand had never roamed below his stomach and Linda's hand was very clearly near the region just south of his stomach. Bloody hell.
"'M'not blushing." He mumbled, reaching up to rub a cheek, nearly hitting Linda in the face in the process. "It's hot in here. Fireplace, you know." He was babbling and he only babbled when he was nervous. She was going to kiss him, wasn't she? Did he even want to kiss Linda? What about Hermione? 'What about Hermione?' He asked himself, "Hermione's your friend and that's it. She doesn't like you that way." Maybe snogging someone else wasn't such a bad idea after all.
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