You're the center of adrenaline, And I'm beginning to understand, You could be the best thing about me - Savage Garden

On Halloween, Elizabeth and Harry abandoned Ron and Hermione to go their separate ways. Since the both of them knew Hogsmeade so well, they decided just to go hide around the Shrieking Shack and talk.

"Harry, you know what I've noticed?" Elizabeth asked him playfully.

"What?" he replied.

"You've gotten more cheerful ever since I helped you with that combining curse," Elizabeth commented.

"You? Help me?" Harry responded, imitating Elizabeth, "I don't need any help, okay? I'm here, in this life, to help, not to be helped."

"Ha, ha, ha. You're very funny, Potter," Elizabeth said sarcastically. She just reminded him of someone else who said a Potter was funny, in a sarcastic way. He thought he'd play along.

"Oh, but I am," Harry said, imitating his father. His heart beat quickened with the knowledge of what was coming.

"That's what you like to think," Elizabeth copied, with a large grin. She couldn't help it. It was too funny.

Harry tried to raise one eyebrow. When he figured he couldn't do it, he tried to do what his dad did in the Pensieve.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Potter?" Elizabeth asked in mock-outrage. She'd tried to American-ize it, but she thought it might have been just too British. Her eyes literally danced.

"Kissing you, of course," Harry said, trying to look as casual as his dad had been. He failed. His blood was too hot; his head was too dazed.

Somehow, the hilarity of the situation hit them then. They both burst out in laughter and they were rolling in the grass their sides hurt so bad.

When they were practically crying from mirth, Elizabeth tried to sober up and said, "You call that a kiss?" teasingly.

"I'll show you a kiss," Harry huskily promised. And he kept his word.

As they walked back to the carriages, Ron and Hermione noticed Harry holding Elizabeth's hand.

The next few days were filled with laughter and smiles. Harry almost laughed out loud when he found out Ron finally asked Hermione to be his girlfriend.

During one particularly boring Transfiguration class, Harry found a piece of paper that magically appeared on his desk. Words were appearing on it.

'Hey, Harry,' it read.

Harry looked confused. He wrote back, 'Who is this?' under the first set of writing.

'Who do you think, silly?' showed up quickly. The old writing didn't disappear, but just added a new line to the paper.

Harry knew he recognized the untidy mess.

'Hey, Elizabeth,' he wrote. He loved spelling out her whole name. Liz, Libby, or Beth never did fit her.

'What are you thinking about?' she asked him.

'How'd you managed to come up with this way of talking to me during class? It looks like I'm doing notes,' Harry complemented.

'I read that one book you told me about. Written by the Marauders of Hogwarts. They told me how to do this,' Elizabeth wrote, and then drew a smiley face.

'Alright, well. We'd better stop before McGonagall suspects something,' Harry noted.

'If you say so. Bye bye, 4 now. 3 u,' Elizabeth answered.

'I understood everything up to the little and the 3. Then you lost me. Bye.'

Harry folded the paper up and put it in his pocket. If he guessed right, he'd have many more of these by the time the year was over.

They walked out of McGonagall's classroom and Harry pulled out the note.

"Now, what does this mean?" Harry asked Elizabeth.

She smiled shyly. She thought she wouldn't have to explain this. She turned the paper ninety degrees to the left and asked Harry, "What does this look like?"

"A heart?" he guessed.

"Right. And a heart means what?" Elizabeth coaxed.

"Love?" Harry concluded.

"Right. So read that for me," Elizabeth requested as she turned the paper straight.

"Love you," he read.

"See?" she asked.

"Yes. I love you, too," Harry answered back as he kissed her cheek.

"What's this, Potter? I thought you could sink no lower than Mudbloods, but the offspring of squibs?" Malfoy jeered. He seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"No one in my family was a squib, Malfoy," Elizabeth defended.

"Oh, no? Then why did your father give up magic, if he couldn't do it, right, in the first place?" Malfoy said.

"He found love. The kind of love not a lot of people find. The kind of love you'll never find. That kind of unconditional love, Malfoy, you'd give anything up to keep," Elizabeth informed passionately.

"With a muggle! That's what's so funny, Pentillo. Your father is worse than all the Weasleys, put together! They never gave up magic, unlike your father, who broke his own wand in half! Now he's a broke squib married to a muggle with a daughter who's going out with the biggest air head…"

"Malfoy, I've half a mind to…"

"No need for your wand, laddie, you can put it down, now," Professor Moody growled to Harry as he limped to the scene.

"See you later, Potters, Weasleys," Malfoy smirked as he looked at the four of them. Ron and Hermione were a little late leaving the classroom, but they came as soon as they heard Malfoy.

"Potter, I've found you a star," Moody informed. He brought out of his robes a blue bottle. It had an eerie light inside. He handed it to Harry, and then limped away. Harry looked at it for awhile, then put it in his robes and walked back to Gryffindor tower with his three friends, and one of them happened to be his girlfriend.

"Why did that sound really nice, even coming from Malfoy?" Elizabeth asked dreamily once they were in the Common Room. Harry was leaning up against the wall near the fireplace, and Elizabeth was leaning into his arms, her back facing him.

"Because you're falling in love with me, Elizabeth," Harry informed.

"Falling? As in, I'm still falling? I think I've rather hit the ground with a splat, already," Elizabeth told Harry, looking up into his eyes and smiling a huge grin.

They broke apart and Elizabeth went to go talk with Hermione. She didn't understand something about the thing in Transfiguration. She wasn't paying attention through most of it, and missed the most important thing that lesson. Harry sat next to Ron and started up a conversation on quidditch.

Elizabeth fell asleep on the couch in Gryffindor Common Room and found herself dreaming of Harry.

Christmas vacation came, and once again, Harry had everyone training really hard for the match against Ravenclaw. They now had new tactics. Ravenclaw didn't play as dirty as Slytherin, but there'd be no outsmarting them. They'd have to rely on their chasers for this one.

Elizabeth, Emily and Ginny were getting to be spectacular. They had to find sub chasers for Ron's keeper practice. He wasn't getting any better by getting frustrated at the chasers for scoring on him.

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