Fred Weasly and Angelina Johnson were walking by the lake.
"Look!" said Fred, "There goes the Giant Squid!" Angelina giggled as the squid did a flip in the air. They sat down on a rock. Fred and Angelina were in their second year. It was a cool October evening, almost dusk.
Fred glanced at Angelina's brown hand perched beside him on the rock. He grabbed it impulsively. Then they sat there for a few moments. Holding hands.
"Hey," Fred said suddenly. Angelina looked at him and smiled. Fred kissed her smile. She giggled again.