Without any doubt, his favorite place in Hogwarts was the lake. It was a quiet and beautiful place, and at night, he could see millions and millions of stars (more than in any of the towers).
Several days, when he layed down in the grass to watch the stars, he could see her… her light steps, her hips moving softly, wind blowing her precious hair…it was just a sublime vision. He liked her that way, proud, hard-headed, and why not? A little cocky.
He dreamed about the day he could kiss her, listen an "I love you" whispered to his ears only. But in the bottom of his heart he knew it just couldn't be, she was just as unreachable as the stars he watched every night, even when she was his in every dream he had at night…