It wasn't like you and him were dating. No, you were just friends; just bestfriends. Honest!

However, when you went out to Hogsmeade for a couple glasses of butter beer, and you'd noticed the foam remaining on his lip, Harry was beginning to rethink it.

Chuckle brushing past your lips, you reached out and swiped your thumb along his lip, and pulled it to your own mouth to suck off the foam.

And his face was as red as a Hungarian Horntail.