Kissed.

Harry looked at them and he didn't disturb them, since, well, he kind of disturbed them the last time, so he thought it wasn't very good to alarm them this time. The crowd around them looked up in awe. Ron and Hermione slowly pulled away from each other and the other 7th years clapped, except for Lavender Brown, who had a frown on her face and Cormac Mclaggan, who looked like he wanted to punch Hermione for ditching him. He never knew that Hermione didn't like him, but they didn't bother telling him with such nonsense. Neville came down and everyone went back to normal.

Neville said, "What in the world was everyone clapping about."

Ron and Hermione blushed and Dean came to there aid and said, "Er, some gobstones was flying around in the air and broke one of the windows."

Neville pointed out, "There's no broken windows down here."

Dean said, "Then someone must have done something spectacular. I didn't see it."

Hermione spoke up, "I was just making birds race and one of them-"

Neville said, "Make it easy for me and just tell me you just snogged each other."

The two of them looked away and Harry said, "Er, I'll leave to go see Hagrid"

He left the common room without Ron or Hermione. Right when he left, he heard a loud "Ooooooooh!" behind him inside the common room. Harry chuckled and looked around. It seemed like the Ravencalws were leaving the rooms with the baggage. Harry caught a glimpse of Cho Chang, who also saw him. She stopped in the middle of the crowd.

Cho Chang shouted, "Harry!"

Harry stood there oblivious to her and let her run up to him. Cho looked at him shyly and said, "Um, Harry. I think you did a great job today with killing You-Know-Who."

Harry grunted and said, "Oh, thanks. So."

Cho randomly blurted out, "Harry, will you come visit me when we're out of Hogwarts?"

Harry, completely not expecting this answer, sheepishly replied, "I dunno. Maybe I can."

Cho looked at him with pleading eyes, and Harry felt remorse for her. He never did tell the whole story about how Cedric died in the 4th year. Maybe if he could go to her house, she could hear the whole story from his own mouth, maybe even be able to comfort her. He did hear from her friend Marieta that she was still crying in the corridors last year. Maybe.

Harry replied, "Well, I think I can, considering that I've got nothing to do over the time when I'm out of here."

Cho Chang beamed and said, "Well, if you want to come to my house, here's where I live. Just apparate there if you can. It'll be the nice house with a large garden in the front. Here's where I live."

She took out and quill, scribbled something on the paper and gave it to him. Harry took it and pocketed it.

Cho said brightly, "See you at my house Harry!"

Harry replied, 'Yeah, Bye."

He didn't know what happened. Two years ago, if this was asked to him, he'd be almost skipping to Snape's class, but now, he didn't feel anything that really elated him. He kind of stood there for a while in a daze, thinking about his past and his relationship with Cho Chang.

Then the Gryffindor behind him came out of the common room, ready and packed for the Train Journey home. He couldn't wait to go back to the Hogwarts express. He missed in the first time, and he wasn't going to miss it on the way back. It was his last train ride on the express.

Hermione caught up with him and she was slightly red and said, "Harry, are you coming? Harry. Harry?"

He woke up and said, "Oh, uh, yeah. You don't know Ron is, do you?"

Hermione blushed a bit and said, "He's round here some-"

Ron ran up behind Hermione and hugged her from behind.

Ron said, "Looking for me?"

Hermione, "I wasn't but Mr. Potter here was."

Ron grinned and said, "Hey, come on guys, let's go. McGonagall said that we've gotta be at the grounds as quick as we apparate there or she's gonna leave us here."

Harry said, "Leave us here? I don't reckon she wants the three of us running around the school with no one here."

They laughed and strolled to the grounds, with people yelling to Harry, "Good one!" or "Awesome job!"

Harry had never had a better time in his life.