"Mistletoe," said Cho quietly, pointing at the ceiling over his head. "Yeah," said Harry. His mouth was dry. She was even nearer him now. He could have counted the freckles on her nose. "I really like u, Harry." He could not think. A tingling sensation was spreading throughout him, paralyzing his arms, legs, & brain. She was much too close. He could see every tear clinging to her eyelashes....
it will make my day