Harry went to the library by himself that night. He didn't feel like partying. When he got to the library Renata was already there.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi."
"Why aren't you in the common room enjoying yourself?"
"Didn't feel like partying. You?"
"Same."
He sat down next to her. "D'you wanna go for a walk?" he asked quickly, before his nerve failed him.
She brushed a stand of loose hair out of her eyes. "What?"
"Neither of us want to go back to that noisy common room right now, so how about we go for a walk?"
"Oh. Alright." She stood up. "Where do you want to go?
"We could go visit Fang?" Even with Hagrid dead, Fang still stayed in Hagrid's hut and someone (Harry wasn't sure who) went down and fed him everyday.
"Okay."
They left the library and made their way outside and to Hagrid's hut. They gave Fang a few pats but it was too depressing for them to stay down there. Instead they went over by the lake.
They sat underneath the great oak, holding hands. "Harry, do you want to know the real reason I broke up with you last year?" asked Renata, shyer than Harry had ever seen her. She chewed her bottom lip the way she often did when she was nervous and continually pushed her hair back behind her ear (even though it was already there).
"You said it was because it was for the best and because my grades were suffering," he said, remembering the day dolefully.
"Well, that wasn't entirely true. I mean, it was true that your grades were slipping and I blamed myself for that, but that wasn't the real reason I broke up with you."
"What was it then?" Harry was puzzled.
"I broke up with you because I was afraid."
"Afraid?" Renata had always seemed so fearless in any situation. "What could you possibly be afraid of?"
"You."
"Me? I'd never hurt you!"
She shook her head. "Maybe not intentionally but I don't let anybody break my heart. Especially not more than once."
"Did I ever break your heart before?"
"No. But I did break my heart before when I broke up with you. But that's not the only reason."
"What else?"
"I was afraid because I felt kind of helpless. I love you, Harry. And I know that I always will and there's nothing I can do to stop that. I'm always going to care about you until the day I die."
"And I, you," he said. "Last year when we were in that other world, I was thinking I hope Renata gets out of this okay."
"I'm tough. You should have known I'd be fine."
"I worry anyway."
"You worry too much."
"Ren, will you go to Hogsmeade with me next Saturday?"
She leaned over and gave Harry a kiss. "Does that answer your question?"
"Let me guess, that's a yes?"
"Of course it is." She whispered, "I'm sorry I'm so terrible to you all the time."
"Terrible?"
"I'm a bossy control freak and I know it."
Harry had to admit that she was.
"What made you ask me to Hogsmeade? I mean, what was it that made you ask me today."
"Well I was thinking about the last Hogsmeade day and how much I wished it had been me with you instead of Seamus. And I thought about that look in your eyes today when I brought you breaking up with me last year."
"I didn't want to break up with you, Harry," she sounded hurt.
"I know that now. But I didn't know that last year. I thought you just didn't want to have anymore to do with me. But I couldn't forget you."
"You didn't seem too interested in getting me back so I thought I did the right thing breaking up with you and everybody would be happy. But I wasn't happy."
"Neither way I."
"What matters is we're together again now. Kiss me?" she asked, looking straight into his eyes.
Harry kissed her, her lips sweeter than he remembered; but eventually he had to stop so he could breathe. He looked at Renata and saw that she was smiling.
"I'm hungry. Let's go back to the common room. I bet that party's still going on."
"Yeah. Let's go." Harry stood up and helped Renata to her feet. They walked back to the common room hand in hand.

Everybody happy yet?