oh, fifth year

They were all teenagers, exploring love and other things. And with you and Harry, it was something like that. Since fourth year, it was just the two of you because of the rumors that Harry cheated to put his name in the Goblet of Fire. And going to the ball together, staying up all night talking, and holidays at the Burrow, sharing interests, playing Quidditch, sneaking out at night to eat marshmallows while swimming in the nearest river. All those things made you two closer.

and this year was no different. He had been angry with you for not sending him letters and so on, but he forgave you quickly. obviously. and this year things escalated quickly, so much so that now you could say that you were something, nothing formal or serious, just something.

As you know, Professor Dolores didn't teach you much defense, so Harry (along with Mione and Ron) taught new spells to the others and to you. But she gave you an extra help. Every night you would sneak out into the forest, and for every spell you did well, Harry would kiss you. Harry's first kiss was with you, well, the first kiss between the two of you. And it felt like it was the first time he did it every time they kissed. He would blush and bite his lips to keep from smiling.

your first expecto patronus, it was so cute to see you excited about achieving it, that harry could never help but look at you like an idiot. his eyes shining like two stars as he cracked that lovesick smile, leaning in to give you a kiss, and whispering against your lips, keeping his smile "very good, {{user}}... you're really good."