The Captain's Jersey

Hogsmeade

The Hogsmeade weekend was always the perfect way to spend an afternoon together when in a relationship. Although Harry and Hermione weren't exactly the types to be found sitting at a table in the corner at Madam Puddifoot's, they did enjoy walking up and down the main street hand-in-hand, looking through the various shop windows and browsing for something to buy for one another.

It was nearing Christmas after all, they were rugged up in their jumpers and heavy cloaks, and Harry would occasionally put his arm around Hermione when she shivered. They retreated from the cold into Honeydukes, which was almost always packed during such weekends, and went about picking out their favourite sweets. Whilst there, they bump into many of their friends who, like them, were shopping for the holidays.

After about an hour of shopping for supplies, Harry and Hermione eventually made their way back up the street to the popular pub run by Madam Rosmerta. Being Christmas season, and still early in the day, they were lucky enough to find a spare table to themselves somewhere near the front. Hermione took a seat whilst Harry edged through a small crowd of Goblins to order two Butterbeer's in a mug and, after handing over the Sickles as payment, he turned on his heel and headed back through the congestion.

He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of his girlfriend at their table. Due to the warmth of the pub, she had stripped back her clothing by taking off her heavy cloak and woolly jumper, and now she sat there with her white long sleeve blouse, and over the top of it was the unmistakable sight of the red and gold jersey that belonged to the captain of the Quidditch team.

Harry scowled at her.

"Thank you, handsome," Hermione said happily, taking her drink from Harry as he approached apprehensively and eyed her attire. "It's so warm in here, isn't it?"

"You're wearing it again," Harry told her promptly, pointing to the jersey as he took his seat next to her.

"You finally noticed?" Hermione said cheekily, giving him a loving grin.

"Wait," Harry said, he had been about to take a sip from his mug when he paused and looked back at her. "So that's why you were acting so weird when you left breakfast. You told me that you'd forgotten something up in your dormitory, but in actual fact, you went up into my dormitory—?"

"Oh Harry, I was being so obvious too," she said happily, taking another sip from her mug and sniggering, "sometimes I wonder..."

Harry stared at her. "Wonder what?"

Hermione shrugged and smiled sweetly. "Never mind."

She quickly drank from her mug and changed the subject.