Dear Ophelia,

I'm sorry it took me this long to write to you. I couldn't risk writing to anybody but Harry for the first while, because the owls coming in constantly to both you and Harry would seem suspicious. I would like to thank you dearly for believing me. I'm with buck beak still, he's doing quite well. I won't write very often, but I cannot wait until I can see you, Harry, Ron and Hermione again. Make sure to ask Harry about what's happening tonight.

Kind regards,

Snuffles.

"Harry!" Ophelia shouted, running into his dorm. She halted when she saw Ron sitting on the bed next to Harry talking.

Ron and Hermione were still not on speaking terms, per usual. Hermione spent most her time talking and hanging out with Ophelia; she had actually become decent friends with Cedric and Cho, since Ophelia spent hours with them. She would come around and talk to Ron eventually though, they all knew that; well everybody except Ron.

"Sorry, I can come back later." Ophelia laughed, tucking the letter into her pocket.

Harry looked up from the homework in his hand and smiled at Ophelia before patting the bed next to him. Ron also looked up and smiled.

Ophelia walked over and sat next to Harry, leaning her head on his shoulder, beginning to read the potions work Harry had in his hand. She read it silently as Harry and Ron continued to talk.

"Why are you bothering with doing homework on Christmas break." Ophelia questioned.

"Because we left it till last minute and Snape's going to be bloody pissed if we don't finish it." Ron scowled, slamming his book shut.

Ophelia sat back against the wall and gazed around the room. She chuckled as Ron continued to complain about how Snape deserved to be "thrown to the whomping willow" or something like that.

"Wouldn't it have been funny if you had to learn how to dance with Snape instead of McGonagall?" Ophelia teased, looking to Ron.

Harry broke into laughter as Ron made the most disgusted face they had ever seen.

"Place your hand here Weasley." Ophelia mocked in a deep tone, imitating Professor Snape.

"Step here, not there you incompetent boy." Harry joined in with the tone, causing both him and Ophelia to cry with laughter.

Ron pushed Harry back angrily, but you could tell he was trying hard not to laugh.

"I hate you both." Ron choked on his laughter, looking back at the two.

"You know you love us." Ophelia grinned, resting her chin on Harry's shoulder, since he was now sitting in front of her.

"As if." Ron scoffed jokingly before waving goodbye to his friends and exiting the dorm.

Once Ophelia managed to catch her breath again, she turned to Harry and crossed her legs on the bed, pulling the letter from Sirius out. Harry turned to her aswell, most likely already expecting what she was about to ask.

"What's happening tonight?" Ophelia asked, allowing Harry to read the letter.

"Snuffles wanted to meet US in the fireplace at 1:00am tonight." Harry explained, pulling out a letter he had received. "He wants us both there, but we can't bring Hermione and Ron or else we'll pull to much attention to ourselves."

Ophelia ran her finger along the parchment in front of her. She admired how the light from the window gleamed against the parchment.

"That works then." Ophelia smiled, looking up from the parchment and at Harry. "I'll meet you down there at 12:50?"

"Sure." Harry replied, leaning back on the pillows at the top of his bed so that he was laying at an angle. "But we've got several hours until then, so what do you want to do?"

Ophelia raised an eyebrow at Harry before looking towards the door of the dorm.

"Well I was going to go hangout with Ced and Cho." Ophelia sighed. "But I don't wanna leave you."

Harry looked to the door aswell, thinking hard for a moment.

"No it's alright love." Harry smirked. "We should stay in for New Years though. I'm pretty sure you owe me something."

Ophelia's eyes widened. She had completely forgotten about her bet with Harry, and that he bent the reward rules a little. She looked across the bed at him, realizing he was grinning and chuckling slightly, probably because of how flustered she looked in that moment.

Harry was leaned back slightly, his jawline was much sharper and his hair was ruffled messily on his head. His green eyes were also set on Ophelia, making her blush just from making eye contact with him. What was he doing to her?

Then she got an idea.

"How about this," Ophelia began, causing Harry to raise an eyebrow. "Whoever can get Ron and Hermione to make up quicker gets to have full control."

Harry sat up slowly, leaning back on his arms. It wasn't a bad idea, considering they NEEDED Hermione and Ron to get along again, so they could all hangout and not be awkward once again.

"Deal." Harry said confidently. "Bet starts tomorrow at 6:00am, just so we don't have to worry about it when we're meeting snuffles."

"Smart idea." Ophelia laughed, climbing off of the bed and adjusting her hair. "I'll see you later Potter."

"Don't do anything stupid!" Harry shouted as Ophelia walked out of his dorm.

"I'll try." Ophelia laughed, closing the dorm door behind her. She was quite surprised by the amount of butterflies she had in her stomach.

~

Once Ophelia finished visiting with Cedric and Cho, she made her way back to the common room. It was around 10:00pm, and she simply planned on reading and relaxing until she had to meet Harry.

Luckily, it seemed both Hermione and Ron were already in bed. Ophelia just simply continued to read in the common room, still dressed in her school skirt and Harry's sweatshirt. The skirt was a plaid red and the sweatshirt was deep red, making the outfit match perfectly.

1:00am

"Ophelia?" Harry whispered, stepping down the last step. Ophelia sat up on the couch and smiled at him, standing up quickly to walk over to him.

"Hey lover boy." Ophelia giggled quietly, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck. "How was your day?"

Harry chuckled lightly, placing his hands on Ophelia's lower back, hugging her gently.

"It was fine." Harry grinned, admiring his adorable girlfriend. "How was hanging out with Cedric and Cho?"

"It was fine. We just-" Ophelia began, but she was cut off by crackling in the common room fireplace.

The two glanced over at the fireplace, both in shock. Sirius' head was formed in the fire of the fireplace.

"Sirius?" Ophelia and Harry spoke in unison.

"Good to see you two." Sirius chimed, clearly amused by something. He shot a glance to Harry and smirked.

Ophelia glanced to Harry then back to Sirius before slowly lowering herself from her hug with Harry. She walked over to the front of the fire and sat on the table in front; Harry followed behind her and sat on the table next to her.

"It's great to see you by the way." Ophelia spoke quietly, still staring in amazement by the head in the fire. She knew that it was possible, she had just never seen it before.

"It's great to see you too." Sirius smiled. "The both of you. Now, Harry tell me about the tri wizard tournament."

Harry began to explain that he wasn't the one who entered his name and that he hadn't figured out the golden egg yet, which actually made Ophelia panic slightly, but she knew he would figure it out. Sirius seemed to be worried by the fact that Harry was entered into the tournament, but he was quite good at staying calm most of the time.

"What do I do Sirius?" Harry asked finally, playing with Ophelia's fingers that were interlocked with his. He had his arm around her shoulders and was holding her hand by her shoulder.

"Stay safe the best you can, there is definitely something going on that we don't know about." Sirius explained. "And as for the second task-"

"Go!" Ophelia interrupted, resulting in Sirius quickly disappearing from the fireplace.

A moment later, Harry heard the footsteps coming down the common room stairs, that Ophelia had clearly heard a moment before. He knew that the two would ask what him and Ophelia were doing up, just sitting on the table, so he quickly motioned for Ophelia to get onto the couch, before he crawled on top of her and positioned his one hand, pinning both of hers down above her head.

"Just play along." Harry smirked, gripping her wrists tightly.

Ophelia was shocked by Harry's quick idea, but it seemed to be the best he had.

Not even a second after, Dean turned the corner of the staircase, with Seamus by his side.

"Woah." Dean choked on his words.

Harry was laying positioned on the couch right above Ophelia, basically pinning her down.

"Get a room!" Seamus scoffed, though he seemed somewhat intrigued.

Harry tilted his head to look at Dean and Seamus, making his jawline sharpen in front of Ophelia.

"Sorry guys." Harry blushed awkwardly.

Harry slowly got off of Ophelia, making tension filled eye contact with her just before he climbed off.

"What are you two even doing up?" Harry questioned, helping Ophelia into a sitting position and resting his hand on her back.

"We were just going to-" Dean began.

"Just heard a noise, that's all." Seamus interrupted, clearly embarrassed by something. He was blushing liked crazy, and even Dean was.

Ophelia gasped, shooting her glance between Dean and Seamus.

"You're jo-" Ophelia yelped, but Seamus gave her a look, telling her to shut up.

Dean and Seamus had a secret relationship.

"Okay well goodnight." Ophelia corrected herself, allowing them both to walk back up to the guys dorm in peace.

Ophelia sat in silence for a moment, Harry looking down at her in confusion. He clearly hadn't gotten the point.

"Pinning me down was your first idea then?" Ophelia asked suddenly.

"I don't see you complaining." Harry smirked, clearly amused by how flustered Ophelia had looked when he did.

Ophelia scoffed jokingly, standing up and pulling down her skirt slightly.

"Too bad I'm going to be the one in charge when I win our bet." Ophelia grinned, teasing Harry.

Harry blushed, remembering their bet to get Hermione and Ron to talk again. Whoever would win would get to be in control next time they did it.

"Oh Potter, what ever happened to when we were innocent." Ophelia giggled, kissing Harry's cheek and walking towards the stairs.

"We still are!" Harry argued jokingly.

Ophelia raised her eyebrow at him.

"5 out of 7 days of the week at least." Harry laughed, running after Ophelia and up the stairs, where they both separated and went to their dorm.