Just a Goodnight Kiss

'Here he was, grinning like a little boy. It was just a peck on the cheek. Hermione had kissed him on the cheek more than once. But hers were just wishing him good luck or saying goodbye. And Ginny’s was just a good night kiss, that’s all. It couldn’t have been anything more.

'Ginny stopped suddenly, and turned to face the boy, who was smirking. She pushed his as hard as she could in the chest. He flew backwards and hit the floor hard with his bottom, finally skidding to a halt a short way under the Slytherin table. He seemed at a loss for words. He crawled forward from underneath the table and stood up, looking to be in a great deal of pain and gripping his bottom tenderly.'

'He turned around to look at his bed, but it did not look comforting any more. He didn’t want to go back to sleep, he didn’t think he could anyway.'

'Here he was, grinning like a little boy. It was just a peck on the cheek. Hermione had kissed him on the cheek more than once. But hers were just wishing him good luck or saying goodbye. And Ginny’s was just a good night kiss, that’s all. It couldn’t have been anything more.