He was so good to her... She didn't deserve him, seriously. Wrapping her arms around his torso, Rachel sighed and nodded. She felt bad - like, REALLY bad - but at least he understood her. And for now, that was all she wanted. Hopefully in the future, she'd get better at saying the things she felt.

Of course, she did know ONE of the reasons she couldn't say it - and it was stupid. She was... scared. Scared of saying it to him; scared of opening up like that. What if things won't work out and he'll run off with some gorgeous actress and never speak to her again? She would NEVER recover from that and her future would go down the drain because she'd fail her NEWTs for sure.

Stupid? Yes. A little legitimate? She thought so.

"True," Rachel replied, blinking out of her musings and back to their conversation. "Reid, I really really really really really really really really really really really really really like you," she listed, the childish act breaking the sour mood that had settled over them.

Giggling, she gently pulled away and kissed him softly on the lips as a way for her to convey her gratitude, she leaned back against the wall and then turned back to him. "So, care to tell me why you are here and not studying for the most important exams of your life? And don't give me the "I'm on a break" excuse - you're up on the fourth floor. No one takes a break just so they can randomly wander the halls of Hogwarts," she said, remembering HER minute breaks.

She had been SO stressed with the OWLs that the only ones she had taken had consisted of walking up and down the common room and telling ff the people who had been too loud.