Thoughts

It was Halloween and Mireya was busy with her photoshoot in the middle of Hogwarts, actually, everywhere. She was still in her uniform but she had weird pumpkins in her hands and she was smiling.

People crowded to watch the famous model and stare in awe. Al was leaning against one of the door ways, arms crossed with a smirk on his face.

2 months had already passed since 6th year started. James constantly flirted with her, trying to hint that he liked her. It was all too obvious for everyone but her. Mireya had rejected his approaches at all cost since she didn't want to be involved in his casanova episodes.

"Alright! Done for today!" The camera man shouted and Mireya sighed, stretching.

"Thank you for your hard work today, Miss Chang." The crew said and apparated away.

Mireya sighed and started walking back to the Gryffindor common room when Al ran after her.

"Chang! We need to talk!" The two had gone back to regular terms since the night he told her he was sorry, also the night where he slept cuddled with her.

They woke up on the floor because James tried to separate them but neither of them let go.

"Yes?" Mireya sighed impatiently. She was tired as hell.

"You didn't return my pumpkin juice bottle yet?" Al tapped his foot impatiently. His mother, Ginny, wanted to collect the bottles but Mireya had borrowed one of his bottles for no particular reason the other day.

"God. Potter! Not now! I'm tired! Can't you ask another time?" Mireya begged, her knees about to collapse.

"Fine. How about we make a deal. I carry you back to the dorms, you get me my bottle. We're done. Deal?" His mother needed it. Desperate for it in fact. She kept owling him last night.

"Deal." Mireya was grinning mischievously now. But the grin quickly disappeared when Al carried her up bridal style. She yelped.

"Al! Albus Severus Potter! I'm wearing a skirt! Potter!" Mireya yelled at the brown hair boy who was smirking, not saying a word while Mireya complained, blushing.

She could feel a lot of people staring, it was bad for her reputation, so she hid her face into Al's chest.

She could feel him chuckle and hit him in the chest.

"Shut up, Potter." She mumbled, embarrassed.

"You know, you called me Al just now. It's the first time, isn't it? You even said my whole name." Al was smirking in victory while Mireya buried her head further into his chest.

"Well... to be fair..." Al leaned in towards her head, "Mireya Clarissa Chang. Mireya. Mira," he whispered in her ear. She looked up into his mesmerizing eyes, and punched his chest softy.

"You make me go crazy, Albus Severus Potter. And not in the good way. Now hurry up, servant!" Mireya quickly shouted, pointing at their destination.

She was going crazy. Mireya loved it how her name slid of his tongue, especially the fact that he knew her middle name. Not a lot of people knew her middle name, since she found it embarrassing to have such a foreign name while her face was so asian.

Then they were already in the Gryffindor common room. With at least 20 people staring at them.

Mireya was still in Al's arms, he showed no sign of letting go. Her face was still buried in his chest.

"You know what, I think I should go send you in your room." Al declared before marching into the girl's dormitory. He heard whistles behind him.

"Good way to release sexual anger, huh?!" One Gryffindor shouted and Mireya, whose head was still buried in Al's chest, showed him her finger.

Al chuckled, kicking the Mira's dorm door open and throwing her onto her bed. She squealed as her skirt flayed around.

She glared at Al who stood by her bed, smirking.

"What's your problem, Potter?!" She exclaimed.

He laughed.

"You."