N/A I decided I neeeedd to post something to appease my friends since I have writers block and cant think of the next chapter to Not So Magical…. HooRAY for awkward/fluff/humor! This is based on a dream I had…it was sooo weird!

He didn't have a single good reason to do it, he didn't have a single reason to explain why he did it and if you asked him about it he would simply say he didn't do it.

He walked down the hall way after potions class and smiled when he saw her fix a first year's broken glasses. She's just so nice to everyone. He thought as he passed her.

"Thanks rose!" The little Hufflepuff had squealed. He had smiled but said nothing continuing on his way. She had looked up and seen him smiling and even a nice gesture like that confused her no telling what a compliment would make her think. Then again he wasn't with his friends at the moment so he was free to do what he wished without judgment.

Later he thought the same thing when he saw her in the library; he took this chance and sat down across from her, she gave him a quick glance of acknowledgement and continued to bury her nose in what appeared to be a book called Peter Pan. He had never heard the story or the name and was curious.

"Whose he?" He asked gesturing to the book. She looked up and simply replied,

"A flying boy who lives on a star." And continued to read. He nodded she's nuts, pretty, smart, nice, but completely bonkers. He began to do his homework and every once and a while glanced at her smiling before ducking his head back down. They went several hours of silence before she finally sighed and spoke.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked him. He chuckled.

"Whatever could you mean," He laughed.

"First you smile at me in the hall, and now we've been sitting here for almost 3 hours and not a single insult! That's what I mean." He laughed.

" I was thinking when I saw you my friends aren't with me so hey, I'm free to do what I wish for a bit!" He replied fully pleased with the confused look on her face.

"Your friends?" she said practically whispering. She said it more to herself then to him. He leaned back on his chair and just watched her as she though for a moment. " So

everything you do….is fake?" She asked.

" Not everything, just a lot of it. Tests and Quidditch, that's real." He smiled. She nodded.

" I see," She replied sounding just like McGonagall. " So when your not with them your "free" on most terms." He laughed and nodded leaning his chair back muttering a quick charm so he wouldn't fall back on to the floor. She sat back in her chair and nodded as well looking back at her book.

" So I can do almost anything." He said taking her hand. She glanced up at him and lifted her eyebrow.

"Wendy wants the lost boys and peter to come back to London with her." She said. He nodded and smiled.

"Who?" He asked. She stood and took the seat next to him some how managing not to let his hand go. Then she sat next to him and explained the story of peter pan.

" I have only one question." He said when she finished.

" What?" She asked.

" Can I read it when your done?" He asked giving her a smile. She nodded smiling as well.

Then for some reason he just leaned forward and kissed her. She pulled away.

" Your not free forever," She said releasing his hand and standing. He sighed and nodded.

" I know." He said. She just handed him the book and left.

He didn't have a single good reason to do it, he didn't have a single reason to explain why he did it and if you asked him about it he would simply say he didn't do it.

N/A And then the author woke up confused and shaking her head laughing to herself like