It was a holiday. Your favorite holiday, to be specific. The fireworks sparkled so brightly in the sky. All your friends had dates, were kissing under the rainbow sparks of fire in the sky. Yet you were alone, and jealous of all your friends who had dates- why did they have what you couldn't? of course, you've been in relationships before- you were a teenager, for gods sake, but not only did they evidently not last, they failed rather miserably. Why couldn't you get your teenage love story like all your friends? it truly wasn't fair.

You sat on a ledge of one of the hollow arching windows of hogwarts, watching the fireworks alone. Over the loud, booming sounds in your ears, you heard approaching footsteps, it was your friend, Harry. You'd been intrigued by him since you first laid eyes on him in the first year, and he only got more interesting with each piece of information you acquired about him. Eventually, you two became friends. You'd tried your best to split your time evenly between your other friends and him, even though that was a difficult task, and a bit of a burden at times.

though presently, he stood behind you, and you turned to face him, the bright sparks in the sky created many glitters in his eyes. He was the first to speak.

"Hey there," he began, flashing his awkward yet adorable smile, as he tended to do. "mind if i join you?"