"-and that's why I think Flitwick taught us- Harry?"

Hermione received no response from The Boy Who Lived and so turned to see what exactly he was staring at. Ron, though only half-paying-attention, already knew what was up with Harry and so just chuckled, then nudged his best friend's arm as he teased;

"He's only got eyes for Y/N these days, 'Mione."

Harry coughed and tore his eyes away from the girl smoothly navigating the crowded, moving staircases while keeping her eyes firmly affixed to a book. He shifted his bag on his shoulder and took a deep breath before starting up the stairs, coincidentally heading the opposite way of Y/N.

"Hi, Y/N." "Hello, Y/N." "Hey, Y/N."

It was only on Harry's hello that she looked up from her book, muttering greetings to Ron and Hermione at their hello's. A wide smile spread across her face as she looked at Harry passing by.

"Hi, Harry."

That just about made his week.

Requested by the wonderful Fafiland! Thank you for the request!