"Your greatest fantasy?" Ron and Hermione said in perfect unison. They were laughing their heads off when Snape was approaching the table.
"Having fun, children?" he said in that nasty, snarled voice. "Ahem- No, professor," Hermione replied, suppressing giggles.
"I will have none of that silliness. What are you, first years?" Snape sneered. He walked from their table to chastise Neville Longbottom for just having spilled his pumpkin juice all over Millicent Bullstrode while bumping into her.
"Anyway," continued Harry, "she's not all that bad. I mean, I'd never really noticed her before…" He stopped and sighed.
"Well, don't mind what I said before. I think it's great to finally have a girlfriend," Hermione assured him thoughtfully.
"Yeah. We thought you'd never get a girl." Ron said to him, finishing up his omelet and licking his fingers.
"Well, I think she's great, no matter what people say." Harry picked up a piece of bacon, and, after eyeing it carefully, took a bite. Lavender approached the table.
"Er- Harry? Since there's a trip to Hogsmeade this weekend, I was wondering if you'd like to go with me?" She looked at Harry with those wide eyes of hers.
"Of course I'll go, Lavender. I'd love to."
"Meet me at Honeydukes, alright?" Harry nodded, and Lavender hurried back to her seat next to Parvati Patil. Harry looked back at Ron and Hermione, both of which had surprised looks on their faces. "Wow, Harry. You're a real stud!" Hermione smiled.