The rest of the class went by slowly. When everyone was finally allowed to go out for break, Harry was bored out of his mind.
"Hey, Harry,coming!?" Ron called to him, a football in his arms.
"Yeah, I just need to go to the bathroom!" Harry called back.
"Okay!"
After Harry and done what he did (lol), he washed his hands and went into the corridor. When he turned the corner, he bumped into Hermione.
"Oh, sorry." Harry couldn't help but notice how pretty she was, close up.
"It's alright. We best be going," Hermione gestured behind her.
"Yeah." Harry said, but made no effort to go, same as Hermione. She smiled at him. "Hey, Hermione...do you...do you wanna come to the movies with me next weekend?"
"Sure, that'd be great!" she smiled and blushed. "Saturday?"
"Sounds fun."
The next week snailed by as Harry willed Saturday to come quicker. It didn't.
It was now Friday, and Harry was extremely nervous.
'What if I do something wrong? What if she blushed because she doesn't like me that way, and just didn't want to turn me down?' Harry thought frantically in Religious Education. He wasn't paying attention at all, just copying sentences out of a book onto his paper. Eventually, the bell rang.