He stilled entirely as he observed her beneath him. It had been the world’s worst crush. Silly. Stupid. Ron and Harry hated him so it had felt like a forbidden romance to her little teenage heart. He was horrible to her. A bully. And she had fantasized about kissing him. He called her a Mudblood and she thought about him asking her to the Yule ball. It was embarrassing. That had been before her friendship with Ron had turned into an ill-advised relationship.