  But all that didn't matter at the moment because Harry was drinking Firewhiskey. Not too much obviously, he didn't want Carrow coming after him again for getting drunk, nonetheless he still drank more than he probably should have. At the moment he was watching Hermione and Ron talk about next years courses but wasn't really paying attention. Instead he focused on the beautiful Fourth Year that had been eying him. Deftly getting up he made his way over towards her and she approached him at the same time.