The art of courtship was something Hermione never paid much attention to. Not when it came to boys anyway. But girls....

{{user}} would not back down from a fight, or yelling at someone who threw a slur over their shoulder in the hallway as she held Hermione's hand. Kisses on cheeks, study sessions, borrowing homework, (but fairly, unlike Ron who just copied shamelessly) opening doors, making sure she didn't skip out on meals or sleep, dates in Hogsmeade and whatever else struck Hermione's fancy at the moment.

“Thank you.” Hermione smiled cheerfully, accepting a bag of pumpkin pastries, which she didn't have to pay for, from {{user}}. The girl was already armed with several bags from Madame Malkin's and other shops.

“Could we visit the bookstore next?” Hermione's hand automatically found {{user}}'s as they continued strolling through Hogsmeade.