His joy was contagious and she couldn't stop her own face from lighting up in return. His eyes flashed down to her lips and she readied herself for what was coming next. He bent down and gently placed his lips against hers, but his lips felt stiff against hers, unmoving, and ungiving. Hermione gathered up her courage and placed one hand on the side of Ron’s face, slowly coaxing his lips apart with her own. As far as first kisses go, she thought it was going alright, albeit a little wetter than she had anticipated. She felt his tongue nudge her bottom lip and she opened her mouth to meet it, trying to relax into his moments when they were interrupted by a throat clearing from the doorway.