Ron and Harry were scanning the common room for Hermione and Sandra. "Hey, I think they had a class already." Ron informed him. "It wouldn't be so early would it?" "Yeah, they took all those extra classes." Ron and Harry were scanning the common room for Hermione and Sandra. "Hey, I think they had a class already." Ron informed him. "It wouldn't be so early would it?" "Yeah, they took all those extra classes." Ron glanced over the common room one last time before he spotted Sandra's skateboard. There was a note lying on top of it addressed to him. Ron, I'm sorry I didn't teach you how to skate. I had an early class and I didn't want to wake you up. I don't have a class during your break so we'll try then. What did Harry say? I have to go to class now so I will talk to you later! Much Love, Sandy. He mentally smacked himself for not remembering to ask Harry. "I'm hungry. Let's go to breakfast." Harry pressed on. "Hey, how come you don't like Sandra?" Ron asked. Harry pondered and decided to tell him the truth. "Ron, I do like her. I'm madly in love with her! It's just that she always hated me so I played along. I was afraid of being rejected." He blushed madly. Ron laughed. "After all you've been through, your biggest fear is rejection! Well Harry she is madly in love with you too. It is so obvious! Well enough of this. I want breakfast!" When Harry went to climb out, someone smacked into him, hard. "Bloody hell!" he yelled as they both hit the floor. "Oh merlin! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean- oh it's you. Well I guess it's OK then." Harry glared at the girl. "I should have known it was you, Sandra." "Whatever. I'm going to be late for class so if you would kindly get off of me." She said. Harry blushed as he imagined what it looked like to Ron. They were laying on the floor pressed together. Ron was holding his laugh in as Hermione sent Magical Mistletoe their way. It reached directly above them. Harry lowered his face to Sandra's as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Their lips met in a kiss. Hermione and Ron watched unbelievably as the mistletoe faded but the kiss didn't. It turned into a heated, passionate kiss. All the while, laying on the floor. They broke apart to breathe. They were leaning in for another one, but Hermione stopped it. "Sandra we have to go to Arithmacy." She informed her. "Oh hell!" she huffed. Harry helped her to her feet as he stood up. They exchanged a smile and a violent blush as she picked up her bag. She followed Hermione to the portrait until someone grabbed her wrist. Harry pulled her in for a quick kiss before she left.