"Harry," Pansy looked into his green eyes and could feel herself moving closer. "I'm going to kiss you now." Harry smirked then met her lips with his. The kiss started out slow until he felt her tongue begging for entrance. The heat between them was undeniable. His hands found the back of her neck as she began tugging at his hair. A moan escaped her and Harry whispered her name before..."Ahem! Am I interrupting?" Harry fell off the bed with a thud.