"We should go downstairs now. Breakfast will be starting soon," Harry pulled away from Roxie. Roxie smiled at Harry and gave him a quick peck. The two of them made their way to the stairs. Their arms were swinging and banging against one another. Like it had so many times before Harry's hand found its way into Roxie's. This is the way it should be. The two of us together.

"You would really do that to me?" Ron shouted. It appeared that he was still angry about Hermione's threat.

"I will and…" Hermione started.

"Hey guys," Harry said.

"Hi mate," Ron said barely looking up. Then he turned back to Hermione, ready to continue their argument, but Hermione wasn't looking at Ron. She was looking at Harry and Roxie. "It's Harry, I'm sure you've seen him before," Ron said angrily. "But we need to talk about…" Hermione stopped him and pointed.

"They're holding hands," she chirped joyfully. Ron whipped around and his jaw dropped. Hermione beamed and tears welled up in her eyes. "I'm so happy you two came around!" She ran over to the two of them and hugged them both. Roxie rolled her eyes and Harry laughed.

"So when did this happen? How did this happen? Just this morning you were up in the room writing to Lupin and moping about your tragic love life." Ron looked to Harry.

"Ummm…." Harry didn't really know what to say.

"I realized what a…what was it?...oh yes. I realized what a 'stupid slag' I was being." Roxie looked at Ron.

"About that…Harry's my best mate you know and I just…" Ron looked down.

"It's ok. I actually agree with you. I just wanted to see you squirm." The four of them laughed. Finally, the four of us can go back to being happy again. "So there's this thing called breakfast and I'm pretty sure that it starts like now. Come on." Roxie tugged Harry's hand and the other two followed. Hermione gave Ron a look that said "I knew she wasn't all bad". Ron rolled his eyes as if he was annoyed with her, but Roxie noticed that one minute later his hand slipped into hers.

The weeks passed quickly. The snow gave way to green grass and beautiful flowers. Gryffindor flattened Ravenclaw in their Quidditch match, maintaining their position as the 'team most likely to win the Quidditch cup'. Classes became easier, teachers gave less homework, but Harry told Roxie that it was just the calm before the storm. They would soon be assigning more homework than they had all year in preparation for finals. The new, clear weather brought Roxie and Harry outside. They took long walks around the lake and would sit under trees watching other students attempt to lure the giant squid to the bank. Roxie and Harry had now been reprimanded by three teachers for "forgetting that this was a learning establishment, not a building to go around snogging in". The two places that they could do what they like and not be yelled at were the library and the common room. Since Ron and Hermione occupied the library often, Harry and Roxie sat on the couch in the common room during their free time when they weren't outdoors. Before they knew it, it was February.

"Where are they?" Hermione asked Roxie. They had been waiting in the common room for an hour. Their boyfriends had yet to show up.

"Let's go get them!" Roxie ran up the stairs to their dorm. Hermione followed close behind her. When they gently, opened the door they looked around. A mess of black hair and a mess of red hair lay in their beds. "Wake him up." Roxie mouthed, pointing to Ron. Hermione tiptoed over to Ron's bed, Roxie to Harry's. He looked so peaceful. Roxie bent down and pecked him on the mouth. "Morning sleepy," she whispered. Harry's eyes fluttered open.

"Hey." Harry pulled Roxie down to him and kissed her hard on the lips. Her hand lay on his chest, she could feel every muscle. She opened her lips and his tongue probed her mouth. A squeal of delight told Roxie that Ron had done the same. Five minutes later, Roxie pulled back.

"As much fun as this is, breakfast starts soon. Get dressed." She walked over and pulled Hermione off Ron. They two of them waved and blew kisses to their boyfriends, and then they giggled and exited.

Breakfast was a quick affair, but filled with odd occurrences. The first was that Ginny and Neville walked into the Hall together. Neville kept shooting Ginny nervous glances and Ginny's jaw was set as if she was trying not to grimace. They sat down next to Harry. Ginny gave him a smile. He smiled back. I like Ginny, but there is no way she's stealing Harry. Harry's hand lay on the table and Roxie reached out and grabbed it. Ginny's face fell. That's right, he's all mine. The second event happened as the foursome left, leaving Ginny and Neville sitting at the table. Ginny seemed to be scolding him. "Don't look now, but we're being watched," Ron said with a scowl. Roxie looked around and Malfoy sat at the Slytherin table, watching the four of them leave.

"He's not watching us he's watching her," Hermione explained, pointing to Roxie.

"What are you talking about? He is not looking at me." But when Roxie looked at him a little bit closer, she noticed he was looking at her, a greedy look on his face.

"I think he fancies you," Hermione said simply.

"You want me to go wipe that smug look off his face?" Harry asked as he moved toward the table.

"No I don't! If you get expelled then I won't be able to see you and I won't be able to do this." Roxie gave Harry a kiss.

"Get a room you two!" Ron smiled, then threw his arm around Hermione and walked out the door. As Roxie and Harry passed the Slytherin table, Roxie looked over and saw that her plan had worked. Malfoy had averted his eyes and was acting as if he hadn't been staring at all.

"That's right, she's with me, Malfoy," Harry spat.

"Not for long, Potter," Malfoy said with a sneer. Harry started to crack his knuckles.

"Oh now I've had it," he snarled and he moved toward Malfoy, pulling his fist back. Malfoy stood up.

"Stop!" Roxie stepped in front of him. "Don't do this." Harry lowered his arm and then he held out his hand for Roxie to take, which she did.

"Thanks babe! I knew you liked me," Malfoy said and then he and his goon friends guffawed.

"I didn't do it because I care about you, I did it because I care about Harry," Roxie stated.

"Keep telling yourself that." Malfoy sat back down and stabbed his fork into his sausage. Roxie made a face at his back and then turned to Harry.

"Malfoy's a git, we all know that. Let's go before we're late to Ms. Pravus's class." He gently put his arm around her waist and the two of them walked to their class.

"What took you so long?" Hermione had a worried expression on her face.

"We had a ferret problem," Harry said. Roxie gave him a look. What is he talking about. "In our fourth year we had a teacher and…" After the story Roxie was laughing very hard. Ron joined her as Harry and Hermione looked on, wondering what had happened to the two of them. A few minutes later, however, Ms. Pravus walked in and the laughter ceased. Roxie spent the next hour, the way she spent every hour with Ms. Pravus, with her head in the book, never looking up. At the end of the class all of the students began collecting their books. Roxie was at the door when she heard she heard six dreaded words.

"Roxie, I need to see you." Ms. Pravus was sitting calmly behind her desk staring right at Roxie. Ron and Hermione had already left, presumably to go to the library and "study".

"I'll wait right outside for you." Harry pecked her on the cheek. "Great lesson Professor."

"Thank you Mr. Potter." Harry waved to Roxie and exited. "Master told me of your meeting. He also told me that he told you to not displease him. I've seen the way you and Potter walk around her, practically attached at the hip. Don't you think that would displease him?"

"Since when does He tell you everything that we talk about?"

"Since you decided to defy Him. He decided that you needed someone to watch over you and I was the perfect candidate seeing as how I'm already a teacher here."

"Well then tell Him that I am so close to Potter because that way I can report anything he does to Master. Also, now Potter is starting to trust me, which will make the task go much more smoothly."

"I see what Master means when he told me that you had an attitude. You might want to work on that. But I will be reporting this little meeting of ours to Him. I assume that you will know whether he is satisfied with your response or not. That's all. You may go." Ms. Pravus waved her hand, dismissively. Roxie stomped out of the room, making sure to slam the door behind her. She was ready to have a good snogging with Harry, but he wasn't in the hall. He probably got bored. I was in there for a while. She decided to go back to the common room, assuming that he would be there.

Hermione and Ron were on the couch intertwined with one another, but Harry was no where to be seen. "Have either of you seen Harry?" Roxie asked, a little worried. Hermione and Ron sat up quickly.

"I haven't seen him since we left DADA. We thought he was with you." Ron didn't seem concerned. "I'm sure he'll turn up. He probably went to go practice Quidditch, we got our match with Hufflepuff coming up you know. But Harry figures that our team is so good we don't really need to practice. Cocky if you ask me."

"Ms. Pravus wanted to talk to me and Harry told me that he'd wait on me, but he didn't."

"Not again," Ron sighed.

"We haven't broken up again; at least I don't think so." All of the sudden Roxie wasn't so sure. If he really did care about her he wouldn't have just abandoned her like that when he told her that he'd be there. Would he?

"I'm sure you haven't," Hermione soothed. "In fact here he is right now." She pointed to the portrait hole where Harry was entering right behind a few first years. He had a smug look on his face.

"Harry you had me so worried. You told me that you would wait. Where were you?" Roxie rushed over. Harry grabbed her and pulled her into him. They kissed, long and hard.

"I had to go ask Professor Snape about something, that's all."

"Professor?" Ron asked. "Since when do we call him anything, but Snape or stupid git."

"Oh well he threatened to give me detention if I wasn't a little bit more respectful. You know, typical Snape. I want to show you something Roxie." He grabbed her hand and led her to the stairway leading to his dorm. When they were in his room, Harry pulled her to him again and he started to kiss her. She felt his tongue flick against her lips, asking for admittance. She obliged, letting his tongue explore her mouth. He pushed her down onto his bed, not breaking apart from her. His hand moved down to her waist and he started to push up her shirt. Roxie pulled away.

"Stop. I can't do this."

"Ok." Harry started to kiss her again, but moments later his hand was back under her shirt.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

"You know what I'm trying to do, and I could do it a lot better if you would quit stopping me." Roxie jumped off the bed and walked to the door.

"Harry you're acting different and not in a good way."

"This is where relationships go babe and if you don't like it, maybe you shouldn't be in one."

"You don't mean that."

"Bring that gorgeous little body back over here and, no, I don't." Roxie gave him a disgusted look and then she ran downstairs. Hermione and Ron were on the couch again.

"You better watch out Hermione, or he'll try something with you! That's just the way relationships go!" Roxie shouted and she ran upstairs to her room. Why is Harry acting like this? Does he seriously think that I'll sleep with him just because "that's the way relationships go"?

"Roxie, is something wrong? You seemed kind of…odd downstairs." Roxie's back was to the door, but she could tell that Hermione had made her way over to Roxie and was sitting on the bed because the mattress shook as she sat down.

"It's nothing. Harry was just acting odd. That's all."

"What did he do?"

"He just wasn't acting like himself… I don't know. Maybe things will never be the same again. The break-up screwed us up too much." That must be it, the break-up.

"That's not true. Things will just take a little more time to get past. You and Harry are too perfect for each other to let something that stupid break you up permanently. Don't worry. Things will be ok. I know it." But Roxie wasn't sure and she didn't think that Hermione was either. The end of her speech seemed to be Hermione trying to convince herself. "I know you don't want to hear this, but we've got Potions now. We have to hurry, so we don't get in trouble for being late." Roxie rolled off the bed and she and Hermione went down to the common room. Ron and Harry were emerging from the opposite stairway. Ron moved to Hermione and threw his arm around her shoulders. Harry walked over to Roxie.

"You know everyone wants us to be together, so let's give them what they want." He kissed her, but it was cold. Roxie didn't feel the warmth that she usually did with Harry. The fireworks weren't there. What happened to us? But Roxie wasn't ready to let Harry go again so she grabbed his hand and the two of them walked to Potions.

They were instructed to read the whole period. Snape had a headache. He didn't care what they read, just as long as it was fifty pages in the Potions book and they wrote a report on it by tomorrow. Harry didn't let go of Roxie's hand the whole period, but Roxie was not enjoying it. He was cold, not his normal self. The only good thing about the class was that Malfoy wasn't there, so Roxie didn't have to worry about Harry getting in a fight with him.

After Potions, Roxie went to bed without dinner. She needed to be alone with her thoughts. She needed to figure out how she was going to deal with the new Harry. Should she dump him and make it easier on herself with the task? Or should she just stay with him and hope that this was just a small side effect of the break-up? Roxie fell asleep, still plagued with her thoughts.

Hermione was sitting by the window when Roxie woke up the next morning. "Morning, sleepy-head," she chirped brightly.

"Hey. What time is it?"

"6:30."

"And back to sleep it is" Roxie closed her eyes, waiting for sleep to take her, but the birds outside her window were chirping too loudly. "Stupid birds. Now I can't sleep." Roxie rolled out of bed and waved her wand, dressing herself.

Hermione laughed. "Well, since you're up let's go downstairs." The two of them went down to the common room and sat in armchairs. Roxie was waiting for Hermione to question her on last night; she knew that it was coming. Sure enough, a few moments later, Hermione opened her mouth to speak, but she was interrupted by a shout of surprise from the boys' dorm. "Ron!" Hermione said, a look of terror on her face. Hermione and Roxie sprang from their chairs and bounded up the stairs. Hermione pulled her wand from within her robes. "Alohomora!" The door burst open to reveal the strangest sight Roxie had ever seen. Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Neville had various items (a lamp, a broomstick, an alarm clock, and a chair) raised high above their heads. The four of them were standing around Harry's bed, but it wasn't Harry lying in the bed.

"Put the lamp down Weasel!" Draco Malfoy drawled.