The group exited out of the Gryffindor Common room and quietly tip-toed down the hall.

**

"This is suicide," Draco hissed, "Filch is gonna catch us."

"Ssh," Heather hissed back.

"I don't want to get in trouble," he said louder.

"Ssh!" Heather glared at him.

"Quit saying 'ssh'," Draco hissed.

"Ssh," Heather said to spite him. They walked in silence for a bit.

"So you wanna ditch this crowd and go snog in a closet or something?"

"Malfoy, just because I said you were a good kisser does not mean I like you."

"Well it was worth a shot," Draco whined. Heather looked up at him.

"Malfoy, who do you like?" she asked.

"Nobody, why?"

"You don't like anyone?"

"Are you expecting me to say you?"

"No."

"And if I did."

"I'd say you were lying."

"Would you now?"

"Yes, I would."

"And why would you think I was lying?"

"Because...are you trying to say you do...like me?"

"I don't know, am I?" He smirked at her.

"You like me?"

"Ssh," he smiled and then walked ahead of her. Heather rose her eyebrows and then followed up next to him.

"You are a confusing person." she stated.

"Ssh," he hissed.

**

"So...Harry," Ginny whispered, "Do you really like me?" Harry went slightly pink in the face.

"Yeah...I do," he replied.

"Why all of the sudden? Why didn't you like me before?"

"I don't know," Harry shrugged. "You just...kinda stopped being that shy girl who liked me and became this really cool fun-loving...pretty girl." It was Ginny's turn to blush now. "So...do you want to start...goingoutorsomething?" Harry asked slurring his words. Ginny giggled quietly.

"Sure, but we should probably wait until Ron cools down. I mean finding out his friend likes his sister and then they are going out...lets give him time to breath."

"Okay," Harry smiled. He leaned down quickly and kissed her and then continued walking.

**

"So who are you going to pick?" Ron asked Hermione.

"I don't know, Ron," Hermione answered.

"Are you going to write Harry?"

"I don't know."

"Ew, you're not going to write Draco Malfoy are you?"

"I don't know, Ron."

"Eww! You're going to write his name?"

"I didn't say that! And be quiet." She whispered.

"So you're not going to write Malfoy's name, right?"

"Probably not," she replied.

"Are you going to write my name?"

"I don't know Ron. You'll just have to wait and see."

**

"Here's a good spot," Dean announced. They all stopped and looked at the bare wall to their right.

"What am I going to use for writing?" Hermione asked Dean.

"Umm..." Dean wondered.

"Great," Draco said angrily, "You've dragged us all out here needlessly and we're all probably going to get caught."

"Wait!" Ron said, pulling out a thing of mustard out of the bag of food. "You can use this." Hermione took the mustard bottle from Ron.

"Thanks," she said. She turned to the wall and gulped. She began writing and 'I' and then and 'L' 'O' 'V' 'E'. After she finished the 'E' she turned to all of them. "Can you all please turn around." They all grumbled as they turned around. Hermione quickly wrote the name. "Done," she said. Everyone turned around and read the name aloud.

"Ron?!" Everyone said. Ron chocked on the crisp that was in his mouth and dropped the bag of snacks. Hermione blushed.

"Who's there?" they heard a rough voice shout.

"Haul ass everyone!" Lavender shouted out loud. Ron grabbed the groceries and everyone left the scene in different directions.