Smile
by EyesBeenStarry
"You have a nice smile, Harry."
Ron had said that after dinner one night, while they were studying in the common room. Harry was working on an essay for Snape and Ron something for Charms. Hermione was reading one of the Muggle novels her mother sent her every so often. Who would have thought "the cleverest witch of her age" would have a penchant for romance novels? Especially, from the looks of them, rather steamy romance novels? Harry had made some sort of comment about the novel, Hermione had retorted with a comment of her own, and Harry had smiled at her before returning to his essay, grateful for any sort of break from the tedium of Potions. Then Ron had said that Harry had a nice smile.
Hermione looked up from said steamy novel and gave Ron an odd look. Ron flushed bright red.
What was going on here? Harry hadn't the faintest idea.
Why Ron had commented on Harry's smile, Harry had no idea. He just knew that he liked the fact that Ron had commented on it.
Harry decided he would smile more often from now on.
