Astoria told Daphne what had happened when she got back to the Slytherin Common room that night, but omitted the fact of Harry asking her to be his girlfriend and all the kissing. She then decided to go to sleep, and dreamt of the kissing and then someday marrying him and having lots of children, extremely magical children.

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Astoria was worried. She worried about how today she could lose her brand new boyfriend or her sister. She was worried about the greeting she would receive from Harry, not for the greeting itself, but for her sister's reaction. It was well known that Malfoy, as the self-proclaimed 'King of Slytherin' wanted Daphne to drop her knickers for him, but when he had tried, he had been sent to the Hospital Wing. Because of this, she was aloof with everyone in the school.

The so called 'Ice Queen of Slytherin', as her sister was known, was walking with her to the room where she and Harry had been in yesterday. Today was Saturday, and as so there was no classes. Astoria saw Harry standing outside the room, but he made no attempt to look at her. 'Hi Harry,' Story said, excitedly, as she always was. 'Hi,' was all Harry said, still not looking at her. Story was concerned as to why he was not looking at her. 'This is Daphne, my older sister.' 'Hello Daphne.' Harry said, as he looked at her. He still did not look at Story. 'Would you both like to come in,' he asked. 'Of course, Harry,' Story said, and Daphne gave a noise of indifference.

When the three had entered the room, three chairs were visible and a warm fire was in the half. Harry sat on the furthest chair, and the other two were fashioned in a circle. 'Harry, why won't you look at me,' Story asked, as if her heart could break. Daphne thought that this was a strange question. 'Can I tell you when I have talked to Daphne,' Harry asked, thinking that Story had not told Daphne about their new relationship. 'Of course,' she said, feeling as if by the end of the day she would be dumped.

'I need to ask you a question,' Harry asked Daphne, still not looking at Story. If he had, he would see that she had begun to silently cry. 'Why were you looking like you were going to kill her, or cry, when Story kissed me, he asked, pointing at Story in the process. It was then when he saw her crying. At that point, he ran over to her and palled her into a hug. 'Why are you crying,' he asked concerned. 'You're going to dump me, aren't you,' she sputtered. 'Don't be silly.' He said, 'I was under the impression that you had not told her about the,' and then he whispered in her ear, making her giggle, 'kiss.' 'No I didn't,' she answered truthfully, 'but it still doesn't answer my question.' 'I realised last night that if I looked at you, I would start to do it again, and I didn't want you and your sister to fight,' he said. 'Oh, ok, so you aren't going to dump me,' she asked, hopefully. 'Of course not,' he answered. 'Now, can I trust that you are going to let me talk to Daphne, without you blubbing in the corner,' he asked, in a jokey tone. 'Yes,' she said, as if she was fighting back happy tears. 'Here, have this,' he said as he miraculously produced a tissue. 'Thanks.' He said, 'now back to my question Daphne.' 'First of all, don't call her 'Story', she hates it,' she screamed, 'and secondly, why on Merlin's earth did she say 'dumped''

'I allowed him to call me Story,' she said still cuddling him tightly, as if she never wanted him to let her go, 'and secondly he asked me out last night,' she said. But then she realised that she had said the wrong thing as she fell to the ground from a Petrificus Totalus.

'Why the hell did you just do that?' Harry roared at Daphne. Astoria had just been hit by a stunning curse from Daphne. 'It's because...because,' the girl said. 'I'm waiting,' Harry demanded, impatiently. 'It's because I love you,' Daphne almost screamed, as if trying to quell his anger. 'Well, I think it is NOT a good idea to stun my girlfriend, and your sister, even if she is competition,' Harry said, still hurt that someone would do that. However, if it was Malfoy or his ilk, he would have expected as much. But not someone how was not a member of that organisation, and especially not her own sister. 'I'm sorry, Daphne said, 'I'll cast the counter.' And so she did. Astoria woke up livid, but immediately looked into Harry's emerald eyes and her anger stopped a bit. 'What happened,' she asked Harry. 'Your sister decided to take out her anger of me dating you by casting Petrificus Totalus at you,' he said, with a false calm.

'You did what?' she screamed. 'Alright, calm down,' Harry said, 'I've already had a go.' 'Alright,' Story said, 'I just want an apology.' 'I'm sorry,' Daphne said.

'Now Story, I've just found out that Daphne loves me as well,' Harry said. 'Well, I don't want to get dumped for her,' Story screamed. 'Don't worry,' Harry said reassuringly, 'I'm not going to dump you, I said that earlier.' 'Alright,' his girlfriend said, 'what am we going to do?' 'Well you could date both of us,' Daphne said, nervously. 'Well, that could save on the arguments,' Harry said. Astoria looked unsure. 'Look, my beautiful Story,' Harry said, 'I'm not going to leave you out.' 'Well, ok' she said, still unconvinced 'I guess I'll take a chance.' 'Ok, then,' Harry said. And Daphne pulled him into a kiss. Harry immediately looked at Story for approval, she gave it with a nod of her head. And Harry gave Daphne a loving kiss. He noticed that Daphne kissed slightly harder, and was more dominant than Story, but he didn't mind. He returned the kiss.