Nighttime Conversation

Harry and Ron were getting ready for bed. Harry was thinking back to the hug Mora gave him earlier. He had never really gotten a hug from a woman before and he was unsure of what he was feeling.

he whispered.

Ron answered.

What do you think of Mora?

Ron thought in silence for a moment. I... well... she's great. She's nice, smart, beautiful, and she's great at Quidditch. What's not to like?

Well, do you feel... I mean... oh, I don't know. Harry sat on his bed and looked at Ron. He just couldn't express his feelings in words. He really liked Mora, and admired every quality that Ron had pointed out. But for some reason, he felt more than just simple admiration.

You know, I think I like her. Harry saw Ron's cheeks turn red in the moonlight.

Like her? asked Harry.

Yeah. Kind of like I'm falling-in-love. I'm not sure though.

Harry's heart sank. He realized that was how he felt, too. But he realized quickly he had beter not say anything. Why don't you tell her? Harry, though, really didn't fully mean it.

I couldn't! What if she doesn't like me like that?

How do you know till you ask?

I'm just not going to ask. And you can't tell her, either.

Harry sighed. He wasn't going to tell. He couldn't help but feel a bit relieved that Ron wasn't going to try to win Mora's heart, though.

It's just she's so pretty. I've never seen that shade of blue eyes before. And her hair is just so beautiful and it always looks nice. I don't know why, but she reminds me of a princess.

You know, it just hit me. She hasn't told us much about her family. I wonder why.

Ron hugged his pillow for a minute, in thought. Don't know. She still writes them, so I don't think she hates them or anything like that.

She's so formal about everything, too. Harry got into bed. She speaks in perfect English. Her accent is so amazing, like French but not quite. And I wonder why she didn't get recognized' by Hogwarts, or any other wizarding school till now.

They lay in the dark, in silence. Wow. We have a lot of questions for her, said Ron.

Harry nodded, but said nothing. The thought that Ron liked Mora weighted heavily on his mind. iIf he likes her, then I won't try to impress her/i, he thought. i It would be mean if I tried to take a girl my best fried is interested in. /i Harry made up his mind. If, and only if, Mora showed interest in him would he show his interest in her. He didn't want to lose Ron's friendship like he had for a few weeks the previous year because of a girl.

Goodnight, Harry, Ron said, sleepily.

iAnd I hope, for your sake, Mora likes you, too./i You deserve someone that nice.