Asha entered the Gryffindor common room after finishing her duties as a prefect. The red and gold badge gleamed proudly on her chest. The common room was full of her fellow Gryffindors, from little first years to seventh years who felt as if they were beyond the scene.

"Hey Asha!" someone said.s

Asha smiled sweetly and acknowledged all of the people that greeted her enthusiastically but didn't stop to talk. She headed straight to the three comfy arm chairs that sat beside the now-empty fire-place. Two were already occupied.

"Come on Atticus, let's be serious now. That girl is going to be so hot," Clemens said, stuffing a pastry into his mouth.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Asha said, plopping into the chair beside Atticus.

"Clemens is debating his pedophilic tendencies," Atticus said, dead-pan serious. Only Asha could see the mischievous sparkle in his deep brown eyes. He grinned and looked back down at the book that sat in his lap.

"Come on now Clemens," Asha said, playing along. "I can't believe you've never shared this with me before. I'm so insulted."

"Shut up Ash," Clemens said. "Cupcake?"

He held up the delicious-looking Muggle treat as if to offer it to Asha, but before she could respond he shoved it at her mouth so that the frosting smeared all over her face.

"Unnecessary!" Asha said, but she was giggling.

"So necessary. Lillian Gariwolde is going to be so hot when she gets older," Clemens said confidently.

"Isn't she a first year?" Asha asked, licking frosting off her face.

"Jailbait," Atticus coughed and they all laughed. "Here. Luere." A swish of Atticus' wand washed all the sticky frosting from her face.

"Speaking of romantic interests," Clemens began.

"Pedophiles are hardly romantic," Atticus muttered and Asha snorted delicately. Clemens ignored them both.

"What is the story with you and Aiden?" Clemens leaned forward so as not to miss a single word.

Immediately, Asha's face flushed with happiness at the thought of her handsome, Quidditch star, Aiden Alertwinkle.

"Atticus, are you seeing what I'm seeing? Our lil baby Asha's blushing! How cute," Clemens said.

"Shut it," Atticus rolled his eyes, focusing on Asha.

"Well, we met this summer. I was spending the first month with my mum at her place in London. He was there for an interview and it was so cliché…" Asha smiled to herself, lost in her memory. "One of his guards accidently knocked me over while passing through Diagon Alley, and he told them to stop and he helped me up. He asked me what my name was and I told him. I fully thought I'd never see him again. I was so excited just to have spoken two words to THE Aiden Alertwinkle. But then an owl arrived at my mum's that night! I don't know how he found me, but I guess if you're Aiden Alertwinkle you have access to that sort of thing," Asha shrugged. "And the rest is… just us."

"I always knew you were meant for greater things than Edwin Haverford," Clemens said, referencing the Ravenclaw seventh year who Asha had been 'friends with benefits' with since their third year.

Atticus looked solemn. "There's something about him, that Aiden Alertwinkle that I don't like."

"Really?" Asha said, worried.

"Psht," Clemens made a snort-like sound. "What's not to like? It's freaking Aiden Alertwinkle. I'm pretty proud of lil Ash to be honest."

This seemed to cheer Asha up. She couldn't bear the idea of her best friends not getting along with the boy who she had ever felt the closest thing to love. Atticus didn't say anything.

Asha felt a heat growing in the pocket of her jeans, and she felt her pulse speed up.

"So, how are things with you and Chauncey?" Asha asked Clemens casually, referencing his girlfriend, Chauncey Chillingworth of Hufflepuff house while surreptitiously sliding the hot coin from her pocket.

The words 'Meet me. Waiting outside Fat Lady,' had been magically inscribed on the rim of the coin. Asha felt warm inside as she received Aiden's secret message.

"Fine," Clemens said, assuming a bored tone. Chauncey Chillingworth was a well-formed blonde with little going on in her brain. She was exactly like all the other girls Clemens had ever dated. "She keeps talking about Aiden Alertwinkle though. I mean, he's a cool dude and all but come on. It's not like I'm not there."

"Looks like someone's a little jealous," Asha said, laughing.

"As if," Clemens rolled his eyes.

Asha faked a yawn. "Guys I think I'm out of here. I'm so exhausted. I really need my sleep. See you in the morning?"

"Sure Ash, I see how it is," Clemens said.

"You know I love you," Asha said, stretching before she stood up. "Night boys."

"Night Asha," Clemens said.

"Wait, Ash," Atticus said. "I've got some books for you." He held out a three hardcover novels.

"Aww, already Atticus?" Asha said. Atticus supplied Asha with books every year to satisfy her secret book-lover side. He spent enough time with Asha and in the library that he could always find fiction or nonfiction that he knew Asha would enjoy. "You are the sweetest."

Atticus smiled and returned to his book.

Asha headed towards the staircase to the girls' dormitories, but at last moment, glanced behind her shoulder.

Atticus was deeply involved in his book and Clemens was starting in on a jelly filled donut.

Asha muttered a spell under her breath and sent the books from Atticus to her dormitory, but she took an abrupt turn and climbed out of the portrait of the Fat Lady into the corridor. She looked around. It was growing late and she knew very well as a prefect that she should not be leaving the Gryffindor tower. But her doubts were silenced as two strong hands wrapped around her stomach and she stifled a little scream.

Asha turned around and saw Aiden's laughing blue eyes.

"Hey babe," Aiden said, holding her around the waist.

Asha smiled stupidly at him. "He-ey."

Aiden took her hand and led her down the hall. He pulled her into a deserted corridor. It was narrow and dark and Asha had never been there in all her years at Hogwarts. Most importantly, it was empty.

Without warning, Aiden smashed his lips to Asha's and began kissing her hungrily.

"I've wanted to be with you all night," Aiden murmured. "You taste like cupcakes."

She responded by threading her fingers through his soft, wavy brown hair.

His hands travelled up her sides and down, cupping her perfect, round ass. She moaned into his mouth and he pushed himself even closer, pressing her against the wall.

Something in the hall crashed to the ground, and Asha broke away from Aiden. She was a prefect for god's sake.

"I have to go," she said, disentangling herself reluctantly.

"I love you," Aiden said, giving her one last kiss as she drew away.

Asha felt warm and tingly all over. "I love you too."

And then she was gone.