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"No it was me!" Pansy counters.
"Tell that to yourself, love. Everyone knows I figured it out first." Hermione leans forward and encircles her arms around Pansy's waist.
"You know I'm right, Granger." Pansy leans into her and places her face in the crook of her neck. She places small kisses all around her jaw and throat.
"That is not going to change my opinion. I figured it out ages ago." She crans her head anyways, giving her free access.
"Oh?" Pansy questions, "When was that?"
"Dueling club, second year."
Pansy stops her ministrations and looks incredulously at her. "You are joking, right? That is well-- can't be!"
"Of course I was. But you gotta say that the tension was there from beginning." Hermione places a chaste kiss on her lips and arches her eyebrow.
"That I agree to, I mean if we look back. It was invieitable." Pansy agrees and resumes her shenanigans.
"So I win?"
"In your dreams, Granger." Pansy snorts.
"Well my dreams are my reality so I take it you agree." Hermione laughs at Pansy's distained look.
"Sappy bint." She mutters but Hermione can hear the fondness all too well in her voice.
"But when do you think that they'll guess about us?" She inquires, looking into Pansy's hazel eyes.
"Draco might have been able to before. But now his eyes don't even leave Potter for more than a minute so it's hard to say." Pansy smirks, thinking of how her best mate is basically all heart eyes for the Boy Who Lived.
"Harry has always been oblivious, he didn't know about Dean and Seamus until he found them snogging." Hermione replies, "Ron might be able to, but he won't say a thing. He is like that, observing but never prying."
"Five galleons that it will be before Christmas. You didn't think of Blaise or Theo." Pansy smiles.
"Ten galleons it won't be until we actually tell them, on New Year's?"
"That would be nice. You are on, love. Be ready to depart from your galleons soon then."
"Says you. Now get back to kissing me." Hermione demands.
"As madam wishes." Pansy mock salutes, making her giggle.
Soon it's not the giggles but high pitched moans that can be heard.