You and your friends; Ron, Hermione and Harry, we're all sitting in the common room at night, doing homework. Except for Hermione ofcource.

You sat on the floor, Ron on the couch next to Harry, who's legs were on either side of you. Which you didn't think of much, other than just a friendly thing. But what you didn't know was that it wasn't. He was secretly in love with you. The others knew except you.

"I'm so hungry." Ron groaned. To which Harry grinned, as he scribbled on his parchment.