The next went by quickly, and Harry was preparing for tomorrow's game, the last Quidditch game before Christmas Break. Harry was particularly looking forward to this Christmas as Hermione had invited Ron and Harry to her house to celebrate Christmas with her and her parents. It had been a long time since Harry had celebrated any sort of holiday in the Muggle world. It was sort of refreshing to think that instead of charming the ornaments on the tree, they could put them on one by one.
Harry was alone in the dormitory. Dean was probably with Ginny. Seamus was practicing for the match. Ron was probably out with Hermione (they'd been going out for about 2 weeks). Neville was…
Where is Neville? Harry thought. Oh yes. He said something about extra practice for Switching Spells. A lot has changed this year. Ron has a girlfriend. And who of all people but Hermione. Somehow it doesn't seem right. Like they fit, but not completely.
And for the first time, Harry too had a girlfriend. Stella Camero. For the past two weeks (Harry and Ron asked Hermione and Stella out at the same time), Harry had been trying to figure out who Stella reminded him of. For the two weeks that they had been going out, things were going pretty great. When Cho heard that Harry was going out with Stella, she was furious. Which was exactly what he wanted.
Harry thought about last night when they met in the Common Room. He had almost kissed her, but couldn't seem to bring himself to do it. Something just wasn't quite right, Harry thought. I have to wait for the perfect moment.
Then, Ron walked in, whistling cheerfully. "What's up, Harry?" Ron said.
"Not much, just mulling over things for tomorrow's game. We should blow Slytherin out of the water," Harry replied.
"You've done wonders for the team," Ron said. "And you've pulled it all together without stressing out. What with all the planning plus homework and a girlfriend. I'm surprised you kept it in balance."
"Speaking of girlfriends, why are you so happy?" Harry said, with a smirk.
Ron looked around to make sure no one was listening and then whispered, "I kissed her, Harry."
Wow, Harry thought. That's unusually brave of Ron
"Really? How'd it go?" Harry asked.
"A lot better than yours," Ron laughed. "We were on the grounds having a picnic, and I just leaned over and did it."
"So what was it like?" Harry asked.
"I don't really know how to describe it. I mean, we just kissed and then it was over." Ron said.
"Just like that?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." Ron said.
"Well at least it sounds better than my kiss with Cho. I mean, who cries while they're being kissed anyway?" Harry said.
"I really don't know what we were looking forward to. I mean, if all kisses are like that…" Ron said. "I mean, not that it was bad…it just wasn't what I expected."
"Why don't we ask Ginny? I hear she's quite the experienced kisser," Harry teased.
"Not funny, Harry," Ron grumbled.
"You're just jealous because she's kissed more people than you," Harry smirked.
Ron hurled a gigantic feather pillow at Harry's face and soon a massive pillow fight ensued. By the time the other three boys arrived, the room was covered in feathers and they joined in. After it was all over, Harry cleared the room with a simple Vanishing Spell.
"So Seamus," Harry said, "ready for tomorrow's game?"
"Yeah, and ready to go home," Seamus sighed.
"I'm glad all we have to do tomorrow is play the match and then we can go home. What are you doing over the break, Dean?" Seamus asked.
"I'm going to see Manchester United play in London," Dean said.
"Again with the Muggle rubbish, Dean?" Ron said.
"Well you had better pay attention, because you're going to see a lot more 'Muggle rubbish' at Hermione's house," Harry said.
"So what are you going to do over there?" Seamus said, daringly.
"Nothing. At least nothing you're thinking of." Ron said.
"So are you bringing Stella to Hermione's house?" Seamus asked Harry.
"Yeah, right." Harry said. "Hermione can't stand Stella."
"I really can't see why not. I mean, everyone likes her. What is she seeing that we're not?" Seamus said. "I can't believe she's kept this jealousy thing going for so long."
"Watch it," Ron said, hotly, "that's my girlfriend you're talking about."
"Easy, Ron," Seamus said, bewildered, "I didn't mean anything by it."
"Too right you didn't," Ron said.
He really over does these things sometimes, Harry thought. I applaud Hermione for putting up with his over-protectiveness for so long. And Ginny? How in the world does she do it?
"So are you all packed?" Harry asked Ron.
"Yeah, it's all finished," Ron said. "I was thinking of bringing my broomstick, but I changed my mind."
"Right. I think a few Muggles might notice you flying around in the air," Harry laughed.
"Kicking Malfoy's butt in Quidditch would be a perfect end to the term," Ron said.
"Yes it would," Harry agreed. "Yes it would."
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