I'm not in the hospital wing anymore. I only had to stay for a few days. Tyler came every day. He brought a little something each time- cookies, Bertie and Botts, but my favorite present was a bra. He said he gave it to me so he wouldn't be tempted to look at me bare-chested. I giggled, and he stroked my leg. 

I don't know if we are dating. I do know that I love him. The way he laughs, how he runs his fingers through his hair, his jokes, his stories. I told my best friend about him, and she said, "God, Cass, you're so damn lucky. I wish I had a guy. All my relationships were shit." I gave her a hug and laughed. 

This morning, I walked down the stairs from the Girls Dormitory and Tyler was waiting at the end of the stairs. It was early morning, around six. I love waking up early, but I was surprised to see him. He usually sleeps in. 

"Hey, can I talk to you for a second?" he asked. 

"Sure. What's up?" I said.

"Meet me at the end of the long hallway on the 3rd floor, at 3. You have to skip Herbology, though. Is that okay?" he said, grinning. 

"Um, sure," I responded. I wonder what he wanted.