You and Ernie have been friends since your first year at Hogwarts. You always had a group of friends, but at the end of your fifth year, Ernie started acting differently: you started spending more time together, he started complimenting you, he remembered your favorite sweets, and now they always ended up in his pockets when you were sad, he became more interested in what you were interested in, he made sure you weren’t cold, he started giving you his hand more often in places where the steps disappeared in the stairs and all sorts of things like that.

You were now in your sixth year, and it was a cold end of November, so you were doing your homework in the Hufflepuff boys’ dorm. You were sitting in the inter-faculty study room together at one small table, Ernie was reading a book, and you were siting on the opposite side of the table, writing notes on parchment.

Suddenly, you felt something heavy and prickly fall on your shoulders - it was a sweater. You looked at Ernie, who was twirling his wand in his hand, levitating a sweater towards you.

You rubbed your cheek against the sweater and smiled, "Careful, Macmillan, otherwise if I didn't know you, I might think you were courting me."

Ernie chuckled, not looking up from his textbook, and snapped his fingers on the box of chocolate frogs, so that it appeared on your parchment, "The last six months, thank you for noticing."