Hermione nodded, casting one last look over her shoulder at the library was Octavius led her out of it. She sighed as she looked ahead again, smiling a bit to herself. Only Octavius would think of dinner and a library for a date, which was why Octavius was her boyfriend.
Oh, that word made butterlfies errupt so quickly in her stomach she began to grin, and had to make a strong mental effort not to giggle. She stayed close to his side and tried to not look dreamy - she wasn't a vacant little girl after all - but his presence, and his geeky sense of romanticism was making it hard to not feel a bit lighter than air.