She supposes that's what she likes about him.

The way he has an air of childish innocence around him whenever he and Sirius pull a prank and the professors are looking at them sternly.

The way he could be immature yet reassuring at the same time.

The way he looked so hopeful - like a kid who's hoping that it's the year his parents will finally get him a broom - every time he asked her out, as if it was the first time he did, as if the past rejections never happened.

The way his face lit up like a child on Christmas when she had finally said yes.

The way he was infinitely curious about all things Muggle, always asking her endless questions that amused her more than anything.

The way he had an unwavering trust in his friends, never doubting them, never even thinking about doubting them.

The way he was playful, always telling a joke whenever he thought things were too dull, never letting an hour pass by boring, always finding the funny side in situations.

She supposes she loves him because he reminds her of the child she used to be, helps her be that child again. He makes her feel carefree and young when she feels pulled down by her responsibilities.

He taught her how to live again and she loves him for it.

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A/N: I know that the phrasing sounds wrong, but tell me what you think anyway! :)