First off thanks, to SeddieShortBus, the first reviewer! I will try to make these chapters longer, the previous was just like a prolouge basically. Enjoy! This chapter will be in Ellie's POV. And I think Harry is OOC. Not a ton, but it's still there!

"Harry." I whispered. I couldn't believe it! Daddy always said that Harry was The-Boy-Who-Lived, but I never believed him. That's the reason mom and him got divorced, she hated his magic, and was scared I had some, which unfortunately I barely did. The man beside me, Severus Snape, acted as if Harry was a criminal, which I knew he wasn't!

He laughed, and by the look of the red haired boy and the brown haired boy, he barely laughed recently. I smiled, he looked so different. I missed him.

I ran to him. He picked me up and twirled me around and around, still laughing.

He took a deep breath and kissed my hair.

I kissed his scar.

He kissed my nose.

I giggled and kissed his nose.

He leaned in, but at the last minute, his head snapped up and his eyes flitted around the table. "Hey guys." He said, embarrassed, setting me on my feet. I inwardly sighed. He was always so shy with his emotions, and would barely let anyone see them. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the table.

"Hi Harry! Oh my God, I've missed you so much! Have you thought of me? I thought of you all the time! Oh, I can't believe you're a wizard! Oh Harry! I've got so much to tell you. Oh, Harry, I love you!" What a second! Did I just say that out loud?

Harry smirked, and I saw something weird in his eye. Was is victory? Happiness? Lust? I couldn't tell.

"Come on. I want to see you room. Want to show me? Oh, and by the way, the feeling...It's mutual."

I didn't mean to, but I let out an excited squeal, grabbed his hand and ran off to my room. I had the room to myself. The floor and walls were the color of everyone else's, but that's about all. A had a pink, green, and purple rug under my bed, a polka dot sheet on my bed, and various posters on my walls.

I could tell that Harry was nervous. He was looking around the room, and kept wringing his hands together. I was getting anxious.

I don't know what possessed me, but suddenly I grapped the neck of his shirt, and crushed my lips againist his. Harry was shocked at first, but then he started to kiss back pulling me closer. This is the happiest I've ever been.

When we finally pulled away, Harry smiled. "Come on, let's go back downstairs. People will start to wonder what we're doing up here!"