"Did you know that every day another stupid person is born?" Elisabeth was sitting next to Chase by the lake. She had her coat drawn tightly around her.

"Oh?" She said.

"Yeah. But I'm not one of them. You like someone else don't you?"

Elisabeth looked up at him and smiled slightly, embarassed. "Sort of?"

Chase put his arm around her and squeezed her tight. "S'alright. I'm pretty ordinary, and you're not. I can deal." He smiled. "But we can still be friends?"

"Of course!" Elisabeth exclaimed, relieved.

"So who is the lucky guy?"

"Will."

"Will Weasley? Hmmm, I should have known. Where was I when you were down in that hole? Quidditch practise." He sighed and looked at his hands.

Elisabeth smiled and shook her head. "No, it's okay. Nothing really happned I guess. I'm kind of scared, though Chase."

"Just kind of?"

"No. I'm really scared. God, I'm so scared." Elisabeth turned away as tears started to pool in her eyes again.

"Sometimes fear can be that driving force, that extra push. So long as it doesn't take you over."

"I don't feel like a hero." Elisabeth said.

"Well, you're not one yet. Heros aren't just born, they have to be made."

"What if I don't want to be a hero?"

"I don't know." Chase admitted. "But we have to go. Quidditch practise, eh. Liam will be there, he's miserable with himself."

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"So."

"Get lost Anna." Will sat at the Ravenclaw table, his Transfiguration book propped up against an orange juice jug, he was eating oatmeal and studying in a rare moment of aloness.

"Can we go for a walk? And talk?"

"About what?" Will asked, still eating.

"About-stuff."

Will sighed and closed his book. He finished his orange juice and got up. The two of them walked out of the Great Hall together, silent.

"So what do you want?" Will asked when the reached the courtyard.

"I heard you kissed Elisabeth."

"Okay?"

"Will! How could you do that to Daniel?"

"What? What did I do to Daniel? Was that his robe I used to stop Everett's nosebleed?"

"William Weasley. I cannot BELIEVE you."

"What? What now? God 'Na, what did I do?"

Anna stopped and looked at her brother. "Will, you know he likes her. God! You can be so damn dense sometimes!" And she stopped and looked at her brother, who looked genuinely surprised.

"He never told me-" Will said slowly. "He never told me Nanni. Honest, I didn't know!"

Elisabeth shook her head. "Oh well. Not your fault, I guess. But you are really dense." This didn't seem to cheer her brother up, so she nudged him gently. "Why don't we go watch Quidditch practise?"

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"So Daniel. How you doing?" Moira looked at her brother from the corner of her eye.

He smiled brightly. "Good. Yeah, I'm doing good. Did you hear about Will and Elisabeth? Good for them, I say. Good for them." He smiled and nodded at Moira. Then his smile broke. "Good for them."

"Oh Dani. I'm so sorry."

Daniel smiled a bit. "Why? They go well together. Potter and Weasley you know. Why don't we go watch Quidditch practise? Get some air." He stood up but Moira grabbed the back of his robes.

"Oh Mo," he sighed. "I'm alright, okay? Will's my best friend. I'm happy for him. Besides, if I wanted Elisabeth that badly I would have asked her out myself. Honest." Moira knew her twin better than this, but she said nothing, only smiled and nodded.

"Okay Daniel, Okay."

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"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

"Roooooooooooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"

"Both of you! Grown men." Hermione sighed and shook her head. The two men came back down from their brooms and sat down next to her.

"We were just having a bit of fun." Harry said, smiling.

"Yeah, Draco would have let us do it."

"You should have married Draco then." Hermione said snippily.

"Can we do that?" Ron asked Harry.

"In New Zealand."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I got a letter from Anna. I think it might be of interest to you."

"Oh I doubt it." Ron said reassuringly.

Hermione glared at Ron. "Wow. If you could bottle that up and sell it-"

"Harry. Shut up!"

Harry raised his arms in surrender. "Okay, okay. You win. I'll take my pants off. But only for a minute."

Hermione's nostrils flared and her eyes bugged out of her head. Harry and Ron both collapsed into giggles, falling of their chairs.

"Fine!" Hermione said. "Fine for you Ron! I'm going back to the school!" She tossed the letter onto her seat and left.

"Do you think she's angry?" Ron asked.

"She must be. She left before I could even undo my belt.." The both started laughing again, and when they controled themselves Ron picked Anna'a letter.

"Dear mum and dad," he read outloud in a droning voice. "How are things with you. I'm doing well. Guess what Will did. He kissed Elisabeth! In the common room! While she was still going out with Chase! I know! I can't believe it either! It must be devastating for Chase. He's taking it well though-"

"This is boring." Ron said, tossing the letter down.

"Wait. Will and Elisabeth. My Elisabeth?"

"It's spelled with an 's' not a zed." Ron said slowly.

"By jove! It's about time."

"Did you get a letter?" Ron asked.

"Nuh-uh."

"We should have seen it coming."

Harry shrugged. "Hey! Hermione left. Let's go frighten the village children."