That moment of sensation when his fingers ran through my hair makes me smile again. But I quickly change my expression to one of annoyance "Calm down Ron, Malfoy was just being…Malfoy."
"Don't let him man-handle you like that. And…if he tries something funny again I'll…I'll protect you…." His blue eyes stare at me so intently, protective, fierce, and loving.
Almost in an instant, my silly thought about Malfoy disappears. Those secret rendezvouses and his sweet words mean nothing.
Fighting against evil, beside my friends and my Sweetheart; my view is clear on where I belong.