You were sat on your bed in your dorm, Maggie laying along the bottom of it and you were both bored out of your skull. At some point your other friend Heather walked in and plopped herself down on her bed.
"There's another Hogsmead wekend coming." Heather said, absent-mindedly. "Are you guys going with anyone?"
"Please Heather, when was the last time a guy so much as talked to us?" Maggie huffed.
"Aren't you gay?" Heather laughed. "Yeah but people don't know that!"
"Are you alright Y/N? Your very quiet." Maggie pointed out. "Hmm, I'm just thinking." You sighed.
"About?" Your friends chimed in unison.
"Nothing, wanna sneak into the kitchens?" You changed the subject. "Yes! I am starving!" Maggie shouted.
"You're always starving." You pushed Maggie through the doorway, relieved they didn't pry any further into your daydream, you weren't sure you could explain why you were thinking about a boy who, to them, you had never met.
