Haylie sat got to her Ancient Runes class, an empty seat next to her. The teacher, Professor Incido, was not here today. Professor Snape sat in for the class. A bunch of Ravenclaws walked into the class two seconds before the bell.

"You're late." Professor Snape told them. "Sit down."

"Professor Snape," Haylie said, as Roger Davies sat down next to her. "will we be brewing potions or taking notes for the seventh year class?"

"Brewing I believe Miss West. I would highly enjoy giving a Discoloring Potion to one of your Hufflepuff classmen." Snape said, a hint of enthusiasm in his voice. "And Mr. Davies, you received top marks on your most recent exam, as usual. Do you two study together?"

"He's in a different year professor." Haylie replied quickly. "Will you make us do anything for this class professor?"

"I'll just take attendance, and I'll let you go." Snape said, starting the roll. In a few minutes the small class walked out of their room.

"So, how was Muggle Studies?" Haylie asked Roger, as they walked out and slowly headed towards the library.

"Boring as usual, I started out writing about Quidditch on a blank piece of parchment, and then it suddenly shifted to you." Roger said, flashing a row of perfect teeth to Haylie.

"And why's that?" Haylie asked, looking at him.

"Because it's our three month anniversary." Roger said with a smile. "I did buy you something."

"Yes I saw your gift this morning at the foot of my bed." Haylie grinned.

"How come you're not wearing it?" Roger asked, taking her hair down from it's bun.

"I am." Haylie said, taking the silver chained necklace out from underneath her shirt. It had a sapphire stone, her birthstone. "I love it. Did you get mine?"

"The boxers with the Quaffles on it gave me a good laugh. So, I decided to wear them." Roger grinned.

"How am I to know that?" Haylie asked as they walked into the library. They sat at a table and she watched him take a thumb and forefinger to the top of his trousers, and watched as he pulled something. "Oh."

"Do you have Defense Against the Dark Arts today?" Roger asked.

"Yeah. It's after Potions and before History of Magic. You know, I have History of Magic before dinner, and it's terrible because I'm so tired by then." Haylie said.

"Poor girl." He said smiling. He ran a hand through his hair.

"Stop that." Haylie grinned.

"Why? You know you like it." He said with a bit of a chuckle.

"Yes, I do, a lot actually…but I can't kiss you here in the library." Haylie replied.

"You can outside." He replied. They walked quickly out of the library and outside onto the lawn. He smiled at her, his tough, masculine features softening.

"How is it that you can push just the right buttons Roger?" Haylie asked as he let her lean against the wall.

"I don't push the buttons, these things just happen to be exactly what you like." He grinned, giving her a kiss. They began to kiss each other passionately.

From across the lawn, Oliver looked up from his extremely boring Care of Magical Creatures class, feeding flobberworms, and saw the familiar body of Roger Davies. "Hey, isn't that… what's his name… Davies?" Gaia asked.

"Yeah." Oliver replied, squinting to see who he was with.

"Who's he snogging with?" Gaia asked, looking interestedly.

"He's snogging?" Oliver asked.

"Which reminds me, we haven't done that in a while." Gaia said, looking at him.

"Sorry, love, it's just, I was busy all weekend." He replied. He watched as his flobberworm sort of, flailed before, er, just dying. The bell sounded and he looked to see if Davies was still there. He saw Davies and next to him was a petite girl, with long brown hair. "Who is that Davies is with?" He asked nobody in particular as he walked towards the school.