Jay was sitting at breakfast, reading as usual. Harry was sat opposite, but she was doing anything to avoid looking at the man of her dreams. Harry was staring at her, too shy to tell her how much he loved her.
"Hey" Harry whispered trying to engage Jay in conversation.
"Hey" She replied, ecstatic that he was talking to her. Harry looked into her beautiful blue eyes and knew he loved her; she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. They way her long brown hair casually fell over her face as she tried to read her book, the way she sung 'The Weird Sisters' to herself when she thought no-one else could hear her – the things Jay did that made Harry fall in love with her.
"Will you go to Hogsmeade with me?" Harry asked nervously.
"I'd love to!" Jay practically screamed, slightly over-excited. Harry grinned like that happiest man alive and, in his mind, he was. Jay was the perfect girl, the girl of his dreams.