Hermione didn’t let herself think about it; she just pushed herself up on her toes and kissed him. It didn’t go quite as well as she had hoped, but much better than she had feared. She had been aiming for his left cheek, but her lips sort of landed half on his cheek and half on his jaw. Draco swayed back on his heels, whether from surprise or from the weight of her basically falling against him, Hermione didn’t know. Before she could really even register what his skin felt like beneath her lips she lost her nerve. She dropped back to the flats of her feet and stared at them, snugged in their stripy socks.