Harry woke up and it took him a minute to remember where he was; there was no Aunt Petunia banging on his door telling him to get up, there was no Uncle Vernon yelling at the television and no Dudley snoring in the next room. Then he remembered he was at the Johnson's and grinned as he thought of how the previous night had turned out. Never in a million years would he have thought that a dinner party would have resulted in him being free from the Dursley's.

"Harry are you awake?" he heard Angelina call from outside his door.

"I am now, why?"

"Get dressed; we need to practice if we're going to win the Quidditch Cup this year"

"Alright Angelina, I'll be down in five"

Harry quickly jumped out of bed, changed into jeans and a t-shirt, grabbed his Firebolt and walked out of his room where Angelina stood waiting, hands on her hips. Harry couldn't help but notice how pretty she looked in her blue jeans and t-shirt although he was surprised she wasn't wearing her Quidditch robes.

"Shall we?" Angelina asked and Harry nodded before following her down the hallway and out into a spacious, fenced in backyard. The two Gryffindor's mounted their brooms and took off into the air, careful not to fly above the fence.

"New broom Angelina?" Harry asked, admiring the Nimbus 2001 she now rode. It may not be a Firebolt but it was still an impressive broom, nonetheless.

"Yeah, mum and dad got it for me as a birthday gift when I turned sixteen" she said with a quick smile. Harry once again found himself unable to look away from Angelina, seemingly hypnotized by the smile she was giving him.

"Harry are you alright?" she asked, smile fading and Harry realized he had been staring at his fellow Quidditch player yet again.

"Yeah, just fine" he said feeling his face grow red. He wished he could control these new feelings he felt for Angelina; the last thing he wanted to do was make things awkward between them just because he couldn't keep his emotions in check.

What he didn't know was that Angelina was having her own difficulties controlling emotion; to put it bluntly she had had a crush on Harry since his third year but hadn't said anything since it seemed as if he was smitten with Hermione Granger. The last thing she wanted to do was create and awkward situation for Harry that could cause Gryffindor to suffer in Quidditch and she was also friends with Hermione, so she didn't want to jeopardize her friendship with Hermione either. Besides, she wasn't even sure if Harry felt the same way about her; for all she knew he just saw her as an older sister.

So the two Quidditch players continued to fly around Angelina's backyard, occasionally practicing drills, each of them ignorant of the feelings of the other.

After about an hour they headed back into the house where Angelina's parents were about to leave for work; Mr. Johnson had an early morning meeting while Angelina's mother had been called into the hospital where she worked as a nurse because one of her colleuges had called in sick so she had to go cover her shift.

"I should be back around four dear, there's food in the fridge and money if you want to order anything" she said, giving Angelina a hug and offering Harry a smile before she followed her husband out the door.

As soon as she was out of the house Angelina rolled her eyes, causing Harry to chuckle.

"I swear she treats me like I'm still five years old" she said and Harry laughed again; Angelina's mother reminded Harry of Mrs. Weasley except Mrs. Johnson didn't smother her children like Molly did.

"So, what do you want for breakfast?" Harry asked and she looked at him surprised.

"I'll cook, it's the least I can do since you're letting me stay here"

Angelina opened her mouth to protest but she saw the resolve in Harry's eyes and decided to just let him make breakfast. Twenty minutes later, the two were finishing omlette's and bacon, which Angelina thought had to be one of the best omlette's she'd ever had and she told him as much.

"Thank you, it's nice to cook for someone who actually appreciates good cooking rather than just wolfing it down like Dudley does" Harry replied and Angelina made a small gagging motion at the thought of Harry's cousin.

"I'm sorry my Aunt and Uncle tried to set him up with you" he said.

"It's not your fault, at least I got the chance to see my favorite seeker again" she said and Harry felt his face flush; thankfully they were interrupted by the arrival of two owls who each dropped a letter at Harry and Angelina's feet.

Harry opened his letter and found the usual letter reminding him to be at King's Cross on September 1st as well as his list of school supplies but when he got to the last slip of paper, his heart nearly stopped. Staring back at him was a red and gold badge with a large P emboldened on it. He had been made a Prefect.

"Oh my god congragulations Harry I knew you'd get that" Angelina said before returning to her own letter.

"Uh Harry?"

"Yeah Angelina?"

"I.. I'm Quidditch Captain" she said holding up a badge similar to Harry Prefect badge except that it had the letters QC on it instead of a P.

"Congragulations!" Harry said, and whether it was courage or the thrill of being made Prefect Harry would never know, but he leaned over and kissed Angelina, who kissed him back wrapping her arms around his neck. Her lips were soft against his and Harry never wanted this moment to end. All too soon however, they had to break for air and Harry smiled at Angelina who returned his smile, her arms still around his neck.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that" she said, averting her eyes as she realized what she said.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time too, but I didn't want to risk ruining our griendship in case you didn't feel the same way"

"I've wanted to kiss you since your third year, but it seemed like you fancied Hermione"

At this, Harry found himself laughing.

"No, she's like my sister" Harry replied before leaning in to kiss Angelina again. This kiss was shorter than the first but just as sweet. Angelina chuckled as she looked up at Harry.

"What's so funny?"

"You have to meet my parents"

"I thought I already did"

"I meant as my boyfriend"

"I think I'd rather face Voldemort again" Harry said and Angelina chuckled before wrapping her arms around Harry again.

Harry reflected that this summer had to have been the most enjoyable of his life.

A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter! Angelina is in her sixth year in this! I know some of you are wondering why I made Harry a Prefect, but it is important for the continuation of the story! Please R&R as your reviews make my day!