Magali hated living alone, but it was better then the alternative. She shuddered at the thought, but she pushed these unpleasant thoughts out of her mind for right now. It had been a few days since Harry had dropped her off after Ron and Hermione's wedding. She was really anxious to see him again. He had seen her at one of her worst times, but instead of pushing her away, he took care of her. She would never admit to it, but she really liked old-fashion rules of dating; boy must ask girl out, no kissing on the first date, girls never call boys, and also the little things, like feeling secure and protected and having doors held open for her. She nearly had a heart-attack when her phone rang at six that evening.

"Magali."

"Oh, er hi, Magali, it's uh, Harry. Harry Potter, I don't know if you remember me, but we hung out at the wedding and I drove you home..."

"Of course! I may be a little crazy sometimes, but I can remember things that happened earlier this week," she laughed.

"Well, then you wouldn't mind seeing a movie or something with me Saturday?"

"Um, that's kind of a bad day for me, see I have this commitment on Saturdays," no way did she know Harry well enough to fill him in on that mess.

"Well, how about Friday?"

"Sure, but we have to see a movie I choose!"

"Alright, I'll pick you up at six and we can grab dinner and go see any movie you want."

The two days leading up until Friday seemed to craw by for Harry. When Friday finally came, it seemed as though time was moving backwards. It didn't help that Tonks asked if he was alright every five seconds.

"I've never seen you stare at the clock like that. What's up?" she questioned.

"Oh, nothing."

"Yeah, sure it's nothing, you're nervous!"

"That's ridiculous!"

"Is it?" she cocked one eyebrow up. "I know! I bet you've got a date!" she said triumphantly.

Harry said nothing, but the crimson in his cheeks told all.

"Harry, I'm so proud of you! That is one lucky girl. What's her name? Is she from Hogwarts?"

"Um, well she's kind of- of- a muggle."

"huh," she said uninterested. "What does she look like?"

"An angel."

"Be careful with this angel, Harry. I would hate to see her break your heart."

"Tonks! Leave me alone! You're worse than a Mrs. Weasley!"

Tonks looked offended. "First off, I am not worse than Molly, and second I am not even half as old as she is!"

Harry rolled his eyes. It seems like only yesterday she was trying to seem older so he would stop teasing her and Lupin about robbing the cradle.

At last it was time to leave work. He drove home and changed into muggle clothes and drove to Magali's apartment. On the way he passed a flower shop. It was so cheesy, but he stopped anyway.

Magali sat around a pile of clothes. All her "date" outfits were too flashy for Harry. He needed something classy, but she didn't own any Audrey-Hepburn-dresses or Marilyn-Monroe-furs. What am I thinking? This is only dinner and a movie! He didn't ask you to the Grammys! She settled for a pair of low-rise flares, pink vans, and a shrunken zip-up hoody. A one-inch band of tan separated the gray jacket from her jeans. Belt? Nah. Hair? Down and natural and all-over-the-place-sexy. She smeared on some of her trademark red lipstick and grabbed her bag.

5:55 Why am I so nervous? It's just Harry. 5:56 Better grab the cell phone, never can be too careful. 5:57 I have to pee, but what if he comes right then? How can I let him in? 5:58 Anytime now. I wonder what he's wearing. He looked so hot in that tux. 5:59 He looked hot in his t-shirt and boxers, too. He would probably look good in anything. 6:00 Where is he? The anticipation is deadly! 6:01 He better not keep me waiting for too long. I'm supposed to make him wait. 6:02 Harry, I'm getting mad! 6:03 What if he stood me up? He is friends with Hermione. Urgh, don't think about that right now. 6:04 That's it I'm going to pee. He can just wait if he comes. 6:06 Much better. 6:07 I'll just turn on the TV. It's still early enough to call Kate. She'll come over with ice-cream and movies. I HATE YOU HARRY!

"Bzzzz-B-B-Bzzzzt!"

I LOVE YOU HARRY!

She threw open the door to find Harry's smiling face.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey."

"Uh, sorry I'm late. Work got out later than I thought and by the time I got home to change..."

"Don't worry about it, you're not that late. Let's go!"

"Wait, I got you these," he thrust a bouquet of daisies into her hands. "They reminded me of you," he added, blushing.

Magali grinned. "Thanks, Harry!" She took on from the bouquet and broke off part of the long stem, then she took the shortened flower and slipped it behind her left ear. Harry was mesmerized. Giggling, she took the rest of the flowers to the kitchen and put them in water.

"Shall we?" asked Harry, offering his arm.

"We shall," confirmed Magali as she linked her arm through his.

Harry led her to his Mini. Magali held her breath. Please! Please! Yes! He brought her around to the side, opened the door for her, and helped her into the passenger seat. Magali beamed as Harry walked around the other side. Boy was she a sucker for a gentleman! She composed herself and willed her body and mind to act her age.

Dinner passed pretty uneventfully. They ate a little hole-in-the-wall burger place that specialized in greasy burgers and greasier fries. Magali loved it. Harry was a little skeptical when she ordered a beer, but was relieved when she only drank half of it. They ate and talked and had a great time until they were in the car, on the way to see the movie. Magali's cell phone rang.

"Hullo?" Magali's eyes grew wide. She continued the conversation in whispered tones. When she finally hung up, she resembled Bambi.

"Harry, turn around."

"Excuse me?"

"TURN THE FREAKIN CAR AROUND!" Harry obliged. She directed him to the outskirts of town, stopping at a little house with a dirty white fence around it.

"Mind telling me what is going on Magali?" Harry turned and stared at her.

"Well, my, erm, niece has been left home alone, and I need to watch her for the rest of the weekend while her guardians are in the hospital. I'm so sorry Harry, I know this is like the worst date ever!"

"Not at all, I'll stay with you. We can all go to a movie!"

"Oh, Harry, you're so sweet, but really, you don't have to. I'll just pop in and get her. Be right back." At this, she leaned in and pecked him on the cheek.

Magali came out fifteen minutes later with a girl that looked like the miniature version of her. The girl was about seven and had wild, curly, blonde hair and a petite build. She was clinging to Magali's hand as though it was her lifeline.

Harry got out and helped get the girl and Magali into the car. He climbed back inside the driver's seat.

"Caroline, this is Harry. He's a very good friend of mine, so be nice, alright?" Magali began.

"Hi mister Harry! My M-Magali says she likes you a lot." Magali blushed. Harry laughed.

"Well, hi, Caroline. It's nice to meet you. I like Magali a lot as well." Magali smiled.

"Let's get this show on the road. Where to?" Magali asked.

"I know just the place." Harry smiled.