SABRINA Ready to go?

HARRY I'm all set.

He stands up and offers Sabrina his hand. She smiles and takes it; he helps her up. The camera follows behind them as they go out into the corridor.

Next we see them coming up the marble staircase. As they are stepping off, Sabrina trips, and Harry steadies her before she can fall. She looks up at him gratefully.

HARRY Wow, you feel cold. What're your robes made out of anyway?

SABRINA Silk. Can you tell?

She gently runs part of her sleeve across Harry's cheek. His eyes grow wide and he quickly looks down. Sabrina laughs softly.

SABRINA It does get rather cold though.

HARRY D'you want my cloak?

He looks at her again. Now it's Sabrina's turn to blush, though it's hard to tell in the dim light.

SABRINA Sure, if you don't mind.

HARRY It's okay.

He shrugs off his black cloak and drapes it over Sabrina's shoulders. He then takes her hair out from under it. Sabrina looks into Harry's face.

SABRINA Thanks.

She speaks softly, as though not wanting to ruin the moment. Sabrina pulls the cloak tightly around her. The two start walking again and are soon at the portrait of the Fat Lady. She wakes up when she hears them approaching.

FAT LADY Now, what are you two doing out of bed at this hour?

Harry rolls his eyes.

HARRY Owl feathers.

The portrait swings forward and Harry and Sabrina enter the Gryffindor common room. Sabrina hands Harry his cloak and then speaks softly again.

SABRINA You're the best Harry.

She kisses him on the cheek and then runs up the stairs to the girls' dormitories. Harry watches her for a moment before going up to bed as well.