Harry sighed and stared up at the ceiling of his four poster, then felt a grin spread across his face as he remembered everything before the afterparty. After the brief altercation with Snape, Harry and Cho had gone to another part of the gardens and- well, did a bit more kissing. Okay, maybe a lot more. It was... nice. Harry wasn’t stupid- although he’d never seen a lot of affection from the Dursleys, he knew that kissing and holding hands was something that people who liked each other did. He never thought in a million years that it would happen to him though.