It was October already. One evening, as I was completing homework in the library, Harry approached me. "Hey Harry, have you completed your essay? In potions?", I asked him as I smiled at him. Me and Harry had been spending a lot of time together, playing quidditch if the ground wasn't being used and doing homework together. It had been really fun, and I was thinking if he still wanted to date me. "No. I don't think I want to do it right now", he answered. "So, what do you want to do?", I asked him with a smirk as I closed my books. "I was thinking if you want to go Nick's deathday party with me.", He said as he turned red. "Merlin's beard Harry, ofcourse! After all, I was even thinking if you still want to date me.", I replied with a smile as he sheepishly grinned at me. "Y-yes", he stammered. "You make me feel like slapping you.", I replied as I hugged him. "Well, if you must, go and slap Ron.", He replied. "No, you deserve a slap. Not Ron", I replied as he took my hand. "Hey, no fair.", He replied. "Totally fair", I cut him off. The rest of the evening was full of laughter as we roamed around the castle, enjoying ourselves.
Goodbye, Jake.
