This is my first fanfic so please be nice. I've never tried to write anything so forgive me if I am terrible at this.

Disclaimer, I do not own Harry Potter.

He came up to me, took my hand and stared deep into my brown eyes. I smiled shyly at the grass and leaned into his snug chest. I thought quietly to myself, this is how it was should be, just us beside the black lake. We didn't need to talk for it to feel right, all we needed was here. All we had was perfect.

'Harriet… Harriet, wake up now'

I murmured for her to go away, I mean I had just had the most amazing but unrealistic dream ever. Who would want to wake up after that?

'Harriet, wake up, we're late for breakfast'

'Ok, ok. I'm up' I said groggily as I started to get dressed.

Anna, my best friend and fellow Gryffindor, was waiting for me in the common room.

'Took you long enough, you don't need to impress anyone you know' I glared back at her. She knew about my recurring dreams well not all of the details. I had yet to tell her who it was. No one could know. As we sat down in the great hall, I glanced up the table in search of him, my heart rate quickened when I saw his face. It was just breath taking to me, like a breath of fresh air. But when he looked up, I couldn't meet his gaze, colour began to fill my cheeks, and I dropped my stare. I stared down at my plate; it looked cold and unappealing from here. I pushed it away and glared dejectedly at the wall across from me; counting bricks had become a hobby around him. Not like he cared. Anna sat next to me chattering away to some other Gryffindor, she had taken to leaving me alone at breakfast, and I suppose she didn't see much point in talking to me when I was feeling like this. I couldn't blame her for that could I? I went back to counting bricks. One, two, three ... Nine, eight, ten …

'She staring again?'

'Yeah, I wish she would come up to me and say something. She looks miserable' I replied back, brushing my hand through my chestnut hair.

'I feel like I'm causing her pain or something'

'You know, Alex, maybe you should pluck up the courage to talk to her' Jacob considered seriously. 'I doubt Harriet will ever pluck up the courage to talk to you any time soon, the ball is coming up next month.'

'What about the ball?'

'Maybe it would break the ice; I've seen you looking at her too'

'There's no point in denying it is there?' I sighed inwardly, I had been trying to hide it from Jacob but he's far too observant for anything to slip under the radar.

'Nope'

'How on earth am I supposed to talk to her?'

'Listen; we have potions today, we're in the same class as her. Sit next to her and talk.' Jacob continued 'I'll go talk to Anna; I'll sit next to her in potions so she has no option but to sit next to you'

'I owe you big time'

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