As the 16-year-old Hermione Granger walked down the snow covered path, she couldn't stop thinking about Josh.
Josh was a new student at Hogwarts. Ginny, her best friend, had introduced the two and they immediately hit it off. He had everything Hermione was looking for. Great looks, intelligence, sense of humor, he was caring, patient, and everything else to Hermione.
She was hoping he would be her girlfriend, but he hadn't asked her yet. Ginny was always saying that they would be the cutest couple, but Hermione was having her doubts.
It was winter at the castle and it was as cold as ever, but winter was Hermione's favorite season anyways. Her and Ginny would always have sleepovers in the common room. They were usually gossiping, having pillow fights, looking at some catalogs and picking which outfits they liked best, looking at 101 beauty spells, talking about boys, drinking hot chocolate or the usual mouth-watering butter beer.
Suddenly Hermione's butt was in the snow and her books were scattered everywhere.
"Oh my god, sorry I didn't see you there, are you ok?" said Josh.
"Yeah, I am fine, thanks." said Hermione as she was being pulled up out of the snow by a strong arm.
Once she was on her feet she immediately reached down to gather up her books. As she was reaching for her diary that was lying in the snow, the same hand that had helped her up, picked it up instead.
She reached for her potions book instead, and yet again Josh's hand reached it first, but she put her hand on top oh his, trying to make it look like an accident. Once their hands touched, they both looked into each others eyes for a quick second then went on gathering the rest of her books.
"Here you go," said Josh, "Sorry about running in to you."
"Thanks, it's fine." said Hermione.
"So you're sure that you're ok?
"I'm perfectly ok."
"Well I'll hope to see you soon then."
"You too."
And at that they both walked their separate ways.