A/N: I am deeply disappointed by the number of reviews

A/N: I am deeply disappointed by the number of reviews. Or maybe you just stopped reading it. Well, I hope I'm not that bad. Give it another try. It's getting better.

Moonlight Shining

By Amanda H

Several weeks later, mid-autumn, Amy and Hermione were sitting outside under a large oak tree. It was late on a Saturday afternoon. The brown and red leaves carpeted the ground around them as they chatted and worked on Rune problems. A bright red leave floated gently down and landed softly in Hermione's hair. Amy spotted Ron and Harry in the distance and waved. They waved back and quickly made their way over.

"We were just looking for you!" Harry announced, plopping down on the grass beside Amy, holding the Marauders Map in his hand.

"Honestly Harry." Hermione scolded. Ron sat down beside her. He smiled warmly and pulled the leaf out of her hair, gently brushing his lips on her cheek. She smiled and turned to meet his lips. They kissed passionately for several seconds before Harry and Amy coughed loudly at the same time.

They turned to look at each other and smiled. Hermione and Ron broke apart and looked at the two sheepishly.

"Anyway," Harry cleared his throat. "We were just coming to invite you ladies for a lovely evening tonight." He smiled.

"And what is this lovely evening Harry Potter?" Amy asked smiling.

"Well, that's the surprise!" Ron grinned from beside Hermione. "You have to come to find out!"

"Sounds intriguing!" Hermione exclaimed. "What do you say Amy? Shall we go with these two men of mystery for a "lovely evening"?" She mocked. Amy smiled and nodded.

"I think we could risk it!" Amy replied. "At what time shall we meet you gentlemen?" She asked, standing up and gathering her books in her arms.

"8:00 would be lovely Miss." Harry answered, also standing. Hermione and Ron also stood.

"We'll meet here. Under this tree." Announced Ron, still grinning ear to ear.

"Excellent!" Hermione agreed.

"Until tonight then!" Amy exclaimed, bowing low. The boys copied her action as Hermione gathered her books. The two girls rushed off to the castle to prepare.

Amy and Hermione ate a hurried dinner and then went to prepare.

"I guess we can assume it's outside, since that's where we're meeting them." Hermione suggested, rummaging through her suitcase.

"Yes." Agreed Amy, also searching her trunk.

"What about this?" Hermione asked, pulling out a large, burgundy, knit sweater. "With a pair of black leggings it could look nice." She reasoned, reviewing her choice.

"Yup. And it'll be warm." Amy agreed. "Though I'm pretty sure Ron will keep you warm enough anyway." She giggled. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"How about this?" Amy asked, pulling out of her trunk an ankle length, cotton dress. It had a navy blue background with pink and light blue flowers sprinkled over it. It had long sleeves and a plain swoop neck.

"Stunning!" Hermione agreed.

"Perfect! Let's get ready! I must be nearly 8:00!" The girls rushed to change. Soon they were both wearing their chosen outfits. Hermione's slim figure looked very nice in the loose fitting cardigan and tight pants. Amy looked beautiful too in her long dress and high black socks. They girls walked over to the mirror. Hermione picked up a brush and ran it through her hair in a vein attempt to tame it.

"It's no use." She sighed listlessly.

"Here let me have a try!" Amy suggested. She picked up the brush and a red hair tie matching Hermione's sweater. She ran the brush through her hair and pulled it into the elastic. Then she pulled out her wand, carefully concealed in her dress and put an anti-frizzing charm on her hair.

"Beautiful!" She exclaimed, stepping back to admire her work.

"Lovely!" Hermione agreed. "Now what about your hair?" She asked, eyeing Amy's hair net suspiciously.

"Oh. It's fine where it is!" She exclaimed, turning and heading back for her bed.

"Nonsense! Tonight is a special occasion! You must take it down!" Hermione insisted.

"Really Hermione, it's fine. It's more out of the way." Still, Amy turned and came back to the mirror.

"Let me just take it out and try!" Hermione pleaded.

"Alright." Amy final consented. Hermione unclipped the beret above the net. Then she carefully pulled it out of her hair. Amy's hair dropped out of the net flowing down, around her shoulders and past her waist. It ended just slightly below her waist. It shimmered coppery gold in the light. Amy shook her head to relieve the tension. Her hair shook and glimmered.

"Amy! Your hair is beautiful! Why do you keep it up all the time?!" Hermione asked in astonishment.

"It's just easier." Amy admitted, shrugging.

"Well, come on. Let me brush it and wear it down for once." Amy nodded in agreement. Hermione quickly set about brushing out her hair. Once it was combed out and volumous Amy stood up to look at the two in the mirror. They looked fantastic.

"Wow." Amy breathed. Hermione's hair was pulled completely out of her face and her eyes shone, their soft brown colour brought out by her sweater. Amy's soft golden hair fell around her face, accenting its curves and shadows. Her navy dress brought out her blue eyes.

"Well, I'd say we're ready to go!" Hermione exclaimed, turning for the door.

"Yup! Amy agreed and followed her out. The two rushed quickly out of the castle, so as not to be seen out of their school robes. They hurried to the oak tree where Harry and Ron were already waiting. Ron's jaw dropped as they approached in the soft glow of the sunset. The two boys still wore their school robes.

"I didn't know we were dressing for the occasion." Harry stammered, his eyes roaming up and down Amy's figure.

"We just though we would!" Amy smiled.

"Yikes!" Ron breathed. "You. . . . . you . . you look beautiful Hermione." Ron stammered.

"Thank you."

"I didn't know your hair was so long Amy." Harry admitted, looking around her to see her hair.

"Surprise!" Amy grinned. She turned her back to them so Ron could see too.

"Wow." He admitted. "How long have you been growing it?"

"About 10 years. So where is this surprise?" She asked peering around. Harry and Ron gestured to the lakeside. There, silhouetted against the sunset was one of Hagrid's horseless carriages, which carried student from the train station to Hogwarts at the beginning of each term. It was black, as usual, but the silver trim and handles had been polished so they shone. The top was pulled back to let the air and light in.

"We polished it up just for you!" Ron added, wrapping his arm over Hermione's shoulders. She smiled.

"Come on!" Harry called, jogging over to the coach. The rest followed quickly. Harry opened the side door. Ron jumped in and helped Hermione up. They sat down on the bench with their backs to the front. Amy started to climb in, but Harry grabbed her waist from behind and lifted her in. She squealed in surprise. Harry just grinned, climbing in after her.

"Whose driving?" Amy asked in sudden alarm.

"No one. We charmed the carriage to circle the lake, just like they're usually charmed to go to Hogwarts." Ron explained. Harry took the seat opposite Ron, closest to the door. Amy crept carefully across the middle of the carriage. Ron grinned mischievously and yelled out to the carriage.

"Giddy Up!"

Amy fell backwards as the carriage took off. She landed in Harry's lap, her eyes looking straight into his. They stared at each other for a moment, lost in each other's eyes. Harry smiled kindly and helped her to sit up. She grinned nervously and blushed crimson. Then she reached out her leg and kicked Ron in the shin.

"OW!" He yelled. "What was that for?"

"You know exactly what is was for and I'm not going to let you get away with it." She said, still smiling. Ron just flashed another mischievous smile and turned away. The sky had darkened, turning a mid-night blue. There was silence.

"So," Hermione searched for conversation. "This was a sweet idea."

"Ummmmmmh" Amy mumbled in agreement.

"It was Ron's idea." Harry admitted.

"But Harry convinced Hagrid to lend us the carriage." Ron agreed.

"This is so romantic! You're both my heroes!" Hermione mocked, kissing Ron on the cheek and slowing moving to his lips. Soon they were both passionately kissing. Amy promptly lifted her head to the sky, not wishing to watch the two.

"Star light, star bright, the first star I see tonight." She muttered softly.

"I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I make tonight." Harry finished, shifting closer to her. Amy turned to him and smiled.

"I didn't know wizards knew that poem." She admitted.

"I was raised by Muggles." Harry shrugged. "You weren't. How do you know it?" He asked.

"My Muggle aunt taught it to me." She admitted. "I just though it was pretty." She sighed, returning her gaze to the stars.

"It is." He replied, leaning a little closer to her. Suddenly she was aware of how close he was. She could smell the fresh pine scent of his hair. She lowered her eyes to meet his. They were flashing pools of emerald green.

"What did you wish for?" He asked.

"Nothing really." She replied, a little too quickly.

"Come on Amy! No secrets!" He laughed, backing away slightly to see her whole face. Amy glanced quickly over to Ron and Hermione, both of whom were deeply involved with each other. She looked back to Harry.

"Just that life was a little less complicated." She sighed. Harry nodded and returned his gaze to the stars. Amy did as well. A few moments passed. She shivered.

"Are you cold?" Harry asked, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"No." Amy answered; Harry quickly pulled his arm away. Amy was sorry of her answer. "The stars just make me feel so alone and small." She whispered truthfully.

"I know how you feel." He replied softly, leaning in towards her again. This time she moved to him as well. "They can make you feel like to whole universe is watching you, making you feel tiny and insignificant. So small it feels like you're worth nothing." His eyes never left hers. She smiled.

"Exactly." She replied. Their foreheads met and they rested against each other's heads for a moment. Amy could feel Harry's warm breath on her face. He leaned forward to kiss her. Amy moved the slightest bit forward as well.

A picture flashed across Harry's mind. Fiery red hair, a freckled nose and the softest brown eyes. Ginny. He pulled back suddenly, causing Amy to stumble the slightest bit forward. She caught herself quickly and regained her poise. She looked slightly ruffled and confused. Harry glanced over to Ron and Hermione, still kissing passionately.

"I'm sorry Amy." He began.

"For what?" Amy cut him off. "Nothing's wrong. An honest, simple mistake that's all." She replied lightly. "I think I would like to go back now." She added, her gaze looking solidly at her shoes.

"Sure." Harry answered. "Castle!" He called out to the carriage. It took a sharp right turn causing Ron and Hermione to tumble to the floor. The carriage stopped short and they bumped their heads on the front of the bench.

"You did that on purpose Amy!" Ron snorted as he stood up and brushed off.

"And what if I did!" Amy laughed, returning as best she could to her normal cheerful self. Ron just glared at her in mocking anger.

"Let's go Hermione!" Amy laughed, jumping unassisted, out of the carriage. Hermione followed quickly and the two ran back to their dorms.