Knock knock knock.

Ron groaned as he sat up slowly, glancing over to Harry's bed, where he was still cuddling Ophelia. The two fell asleep before he got back to the dorms last night.

"Ronald, open up!" Hermione demanded from outside the door. "We have classes in 20 minutes!"

Ron stared across the room at Harry and Ophelia, realizing Hermione, being the protective older sister she is, would lose it if she saw the two.

"Fine I'll meet you down there!" Ron yelled through the door. He let out a sigh of relief when he heard Hermione take steps away from the door and evidently leave.

Harry slowly rose awake, keeping his arm around Ophelia but sitting up and looking at Ron.

"I just saved your ass." Ron said seriously, slipping on his school shirt. "So did you two..."

Harry glanced down at Ophelia to check if she was still sleeping. Fortunately, she was.

"You can't tell anybody what I'm about to say." Harry said in a slight whisper.

"Of course." Ron chuckled lightly.

"We did, er, you know, it, last night." Harry explained awkwardly. Ron clearly got the point because his jaw dropped slightly.

"Well, how was it?" Ron asked, glancing at the bed in slight disgust.

Harry glanced down to Ophelia and smiled.

"It was brilliant." Harry replied, slowly leaning down and kissing Ophelias forehead to wake her. "Hey sleepy head, we've got classes."

The sun gleamed into Ophelia's eyes as she slowly opened them. She instantly rolled over, burying her head into Harry's chest so that the sun wasn't blinding her. Ron grinned across the room at Harry, clearly noticing Harry was blushing.

Harry tucked a strand of hair behind Ophelia's ear and kissed her cheek. He was quite surprised she was still tired considering she was usually up hours before classes started.

"We have class." Harry whispered, sitting up slowly.

"A little longer?" Ophelia mumbled, gripping Harry's hand in hers. She slowly looked up and noticed Ron standing by the door clearly waiting for Harry. "Oh hey Ron..." Ophelia said in shock. She hadn't known Ron was there that whole time.

Ron scoffed and broke into laughter just from looking at how embarrassed Ophelia was. He shook his head and grinned at the two.

"Class starts in 10 minutes." Ron reminded, opening the dorm door. "Don't be late."

As Ron walked out, Ophelia sat up and walked over to the mirror. Her hair was extremely messy, though the natural highlights still looked radiant in the sunlight from the window. She moved her hair from her shoulder, revealing a couple hickeys. Ophelia's eyes widened as she glanced back to Harry.

"You never seemed like the hickey type Potter." Ophelia giggled. "You know Mione will kill you if she sees these?"

Harry chuckled, walking over to Ophelia and staring into the mirror behind her. He placed his hands and the hem of her sweatshirt and pulled it up over her head, revealing several other hickeys along her breasts, chest and collar bone.

"Harry!" Ophelia scoffed. Looking back at him. "There's so many."

"Oh trust me, there's more." Harry grinned, walking over to his dresser and changing into his school clothes.

Ophelia quickly did the same; she put on her bra and school shirt first. She quickly tied her tie before lowering her pants and putting on her skirt over a clean thong. She happened to spot one hickey on her hip bone. When did he even do that?

"Potter you are going to be the death of me." Ophelia sighed, glancing over her shoulder at him as she put on her perfume and curled her eyelashes.

Harry chuckled, knowing exactly what she was talking about.

"It's not funny!" Ophelia groaned, a smirk beginning to spread across her face. "Fine then."

Ophelia walked over, brushing her hair and then tossing the brush to the bed. She raised herself on her tippy toes and started kissing along Harry's neck and up to his jawline, sending shivers down his spine. Harry groaned slightly as Ophelia kissed the corner of his jawline. She had clearly found his sweet spot. She began leaving a hickey directly on his neck; he genuinely didn't want a hickey, but he didn't want her to stop either.

"Ophelia we have class." Harry reminded, trying to keep his cool.

"Right." Ophelia mumbled into his neck before lowering herself down and adjusting her skirt. "You're lucky, it's not that visible."

Ophelia giggled before walking out of the dorm, and quickly escaping to class.

~

"Miss granger, you're late." Snape seethed through his teeth, glancing to the doorway as Ophelia walked in. "Could this be the reason you needed a tutor?"

The whole of slytherin in the back of the class broke out into shrieks of laughter, receiving a grin from Snape. Draco Malfoy was bowing as if he had just won a huge competition; it made Ophelia's blood boil.

She walked quickly over to her seat next to Hermione, realizing Harry would get much more made fun of than she did for being late.

"Where were you?" Hermione questioned in a whisper.

"Slept in on accident, I-" Ophelia choked on her words as she saw Harry walk up to the doorway and begin to walk in. Before Snape could see him, Ophelia shot a stream of red light from her wand and at one of the windows, causing it to smash.

Snape instantly shot his glance to the window, giving Harry time to quickly step in and sit down next to Ron without being noticed.

"Who was it?" Snape snarled, glancing around the class.

Draco raised an eyebrow at Ophelia from the back of the class. He had clearly seen that it was her who shot it, but why wasn't he giving her away?

"Fine then. Silence. Nobody talks or they get detention." Snape ordered, repairing the window and turning back to the board. That was much more successful than Ophelia thought it was going to be.

~

Each class that day seemed to go horrifically slow. Ophelia found herself trying to come up with something to think about as she scribbled down notes. Snow was falling in the courtyard aswell, so it was even worse for her, since she hated snow.

"Hermione where did you hear that bloody rumour." Ophelia scoffed. The two were walking to dinner.

"It's not a rumour Ophelia." Hermione chimed. "McGonagall told me herself!"

The idea that there would be a school ball wasn't obscure. Ophelia just didn't quite believe it since they had never had one before; she had basically forgotten that it was a tradition with the triwizard tournament.

"We'll fine then, I just don't know what's so exciting about a ball." Ophelia sighed, clearly smiling at the idea of having a ball. She didn't want to admit it, but a ball would be exhilarating.

"The dances. The dresses. The music!" Hermione cooed, wrapping her arm around Ophelia.

Ophelia scoffed and removed Hermiones arm from around her shoulder. Thinking about it, the hogsmeade trip was the upcoming weekend. Ophelia would've enjoyed to spend it with the guys, but she knew Hermione would want help picking a dress. Hermione gave Ophelia a nudge as they walked into the dining hall.

"No." Ophelia said firmly, knowing what Hermione was going to say.

"Please!" Hermione insisted. "You'd look lovely in a dress."

"Not happening." Ophelia confirmed once more, glancing to the gryffindor table and smiling. "The guys are waiting."

Ophelia quickly sprinted over to the table and took her seat across from Harry. She was not going to be wearing a dress, and definitely not high heels.

"Attention everybody!" Dumbledore announced once everybody had sat down. "I hope you are all enjoying your year so far at hogwarts. If you did not already know, there will be a Yule Ball this year at Hogwarts. Only years 4 and above are allowed, unless the younger year is accompanied by an older student. Thank you, enjoy your feast."

Hermione giggled as she sat down next to Ophelia.

"What's a Yule ball exactly?" Ron asked.

"A dance." Ophelia answered quickly. "You wouldn't want to go without a date by the way."

Ron's eyes widened as Ophelia chuckled. He had never been big in dancing with anybody, especially a girl he may fancy.

The whole dining hall was filled with chatter. Many girls were already glancing to Harry; everybody seemed to fancy Harry and it made Ophelia somewhat angry.

Hermione elbowed Ophelia, taking her out of her trance. She was staring at one of the ravenclaw girls who were staring at Harry.

"Ophelia." Hermione groaned, pulling her arm.

"What!" Ophelia snarled, looking to Hermione. She quickly noticed Cedric, who was standing behind her, clearly trying to get her attention. "Oh sorry. Mione I'll be right back."

Ophelia shrugged and smiled at her friends before walking out of the dining hall with Cedric, already in chatter.

"Sooo, a Yule ball!" Ophelia grinned, looking up at Cedric as they walked. "You're asking Cho I assume?"

Cedric nodded slowly and chuckled.

"Of course I am." Cedric grinned. "What dress are you wearing?"

Cedric grinned jokingly. He knew damn well that Ophelia would never wear a dress.

"Very funny Ced." Ophelia chuckled, pushing Cedric as they walked. She was much shorter than him than she realized.

The two took a seat just outside the school on the concrete steps. They really needed to spend more time together.

"Have you figured out the egg yet?" Ophelia asked.

"Not yet." Cedric sighed. "But it's still the first week so that's expected."

Ophelia nodded in agreement, leaning back on the school wall and fiddling with her necklace. She stared down at the golden necklace as if she was forgetting something, but she couldn't realize what.

Ophelia bit her lip as Cedric talked about his classes. She wasn't quite listening to everything he was saying. Everything went in one ear and then out the next.

That's when she realized.

"Cedric!" Ophelia yelped, interrupting him.

"What's the matter?" Cedric asked calmly, looking at her.

"I forgot the-" Ophelia cut herself off. "I trust you alright. Say shit to anybody and you're dead Diggory."

Cedric nodded quickly. She knew she could trust him.

"I forgot the potion." Ophelia sighed.

"Potion for what?" Cedric asked with pure confusion.

"I had unprotected sex with Harry."