Disclaimer: If I was JK, I wouldn't be in my middleclass house, typing away on FanFiction.
I stared dizzily into his glowing eyes. He was smiling with more joy than I had ever seen before. Entwining his fingers within mine, we strode toward the portrait hole. On our way out, I saw Romilda Vane glaring freshly sharpened daggers at me. At any other time this would have bothered me, but my mind was so numb with glee that I could have cared less.
Harry and I walked outside hand in hand. We were silent for quite a while, both trying to believe what had just happened in the common room. Gently tugging me toward a weeping willow beside the lake, we sat down against the trunk. He hugged me and I instinctively rested my head on his chest. I felt as if I should say something (the topic of the match was out of the question) so I thought of the first thing that came to mind.
Searching those deep green eyes, I asked him:
"How long?" How long had he fancied me? This kiss was wonderful, but at the same time felt so out of nowhere.
He sighed. "Ever since I saw you and Dean in the passage" so it had been a while. Certainly not as long as I had liked him, but he had been envious!
Smiling softly I said "Jealous for a while now were we?" I felt him grow hot (which was nice, because it was a tad nippy out) "Mmm…yeah"
I found this all so – so unfathomable. There were so many girls that were obsessing over him right now. Pretty blondes and brunettes, but he chose the quirky red head who he had had to save from a stupid book.
"How come?" I wondered aloud.
"Well Gin, I think we all know why I was jealous…"
"No no" I said in a rush "What I meant to say was, why me?" he was quiet for a bit, but then spoke.
"That's why" I felt his breath on my head. "You always liked me for Harry. Not Harry Potter. Just Harry. And not to mention the fact that you're absolutely beauti-"
I cut him off with a kiss. It was my turn to catch him by surprise. It only took a moment for the kiss to become a full force snog. Thank God Ron's not here…
So this extremely cheesy and fluffy, I'm well aware. But let's face it, we all like to read this mush, we're just to cool to admit it