Ron and Hermione
Pushing the palms of his hands against hers, Ron interlaced their fingers, his heart pounding frantically and his breathing fast and hard.
Hermione pulled back for a moment to look into his face. But she was smiling--that special smile that he was beginning to think of as all his-- and she wasn't the least bit shy about her own attempts to catch her breath. Her eyes were sparkling, and something about the way she looked at him...That he could make her feel that way, too, only urged him on.
Night Zephyr, Points of no return