It had been three days since Scott asked me to sit next to him in Potions class. I haven't talked to him since and couldn't get up the courage to. Every time I tried to approach him in the Gryffindor Common Room, he was always surrounded by friends and it was impossible for me to even make eye contact with him. 

It was now very late into the night and everyone was starting to go up into their dormitory. Allison had gone upstairs after falling asleep on her History of Magic essay. I sat in the almost empty common room, quietly working on my Transfiguration essay. After a while, I looked up and saw that the Gryffindor Common Room was nearly empty except for a couple sixth years. And Scott. 

At this, I did a double take. He was sitting in the best couch next to the fireplace and reading a book. This is bad, I thought. If those other people left, we would be the only people left and that would be too awkward for me to handle. I wanted to go up to my dormitory, but I really had to finish my essay before tomorrow, as I was a professional procrastinator. 

I tried to focus on writing my essay, glancing up every few seconds to see if anyone else had left yet. After about a half hour, the sixth years left, leaving me and Scott alone. At this point, I started panicking. What if I screw things up and say something incredibly dumb? But Scott didn't seem to realize that I was even in the room. He kept his eyes glued to his book, as if trying to ignore me. I continued with my essay, but this situation would simply not let me concentrate. 

After a minute or so, Scott took his eyes off of his book and turned around on the couch. His eyes met mine and I tried to look away. But it was too late. We were alone, so I couldn't pretend to not see him. 

"Danielle! I didn't know you were still here. I thought I was alone. Who stays up this late anyways? Come sit over here!", he called to me.

"Uh, okay!", I said as I stood up (my quill dropped to the ground and I had to clumsily pick it up again).

I walked over to the couch as sat down next to him. But I kept a reasonable amount of space between us. He looked at me and smiled.

That smile. The same smile he gave me the other day. It always distracted me. I quickly shook myself out of my daze and looked him straight in the eye. I couldn't let him think that I was intimidated by him.

"So how are you?", he asked me.

"I'm fine, thanks."

"Sorry I haven't had a chance to talk to you after Potions that day," he said, looking slightly guilty.

"It's alright, I've been pretty busy myself.", I lied.

"That's cool, I guess....So have you heard about what happened with Jackson and Lydia?", he asked me, obviously trying to start a conversation.

Jackson and Lydia were the most popular couple at Hogwarts. They were both fifth years, but Jackson was in Slytherin and Lydia was in Ravenclaw. Everyone thought that they were the oddest pair of people you could ever see as a couple. Personally, I thought they were perfect for each other. Until what had happened yesterday. Lydia walked into a supposedly empty classroom to find Jackson making out with another girl, Erica. This caused Lydia to break up with Jackson and sent a wave of shock throughout the entire school.

"Yeah, it's kind of sad though. I always really liked them together." I responded, grateful there was no awkwardness yet.

"Yeah me too. But Lydia made the right move. I know that any girl would hate to go out with a guy after knowing that he cheated on her while you were still together. I'm not that type of guy". Well, that escalated quickly, I thought. Okay, just play it cool, Danielle. Just ease your way out of this conversation and you'll be fine.

"So what type of guy are you then?" I regretted saying this the second the words came out of my mouth.

"Well...", he said, taken aback, "I'm the type of guy that can give a girl what she's looking for in a relationship. I do whatever it takes to make her comfortable and is always there for her. But clearly, a lot of girls aren't looking for something like that because as you can see, I'm single!"

"Haha that's cool...", I said. Stupid. What kind of response was that? What is wrong with me?

"So what about you? What do you look for in a guy?", he asked me as he shifted his position on the couch to move a little closer to me. 

"Uhh...I guess everything you just said and a little more." Huh, that wasn't too bad of a response this time.

"Oh yeah? And what's a little more?" Scott asked with the smile on his face again.

"I really want a guy who isn't afraid to be with me in public and doesn't care what other people think of our relationship. I want a guy who can be my friend as well as my boyfriend. I need someone who will get along with my friends." I said, looking Scott straight in the eye.

Scott turned away from me and stared at the fire dying in the fireplace. I must have been hallucinating or something but I thought I heard him say under his breath, "Done."

He looked back at me and said, "There's a Hogsmeade visit this weekend. Would you like to go with me?"

I almost fell of the couch when I heard him say this. Was I hearing him right? I had to reply back with something clever and witty.

"What...like as a date?" At this point, I was about ready to punch myself in the face.

Scott laughed. It made me feel more comfortable around him. "Yes, Danielle, as a date. I really like you, if you haven't noticed. And it will give us a chance to talk more."

"Yeah, sure. I guess I would be cool with that." I said to him, with a small smile on my face.

"Great, well I guess I'll see you tomorrow then.", he said as he got up from the couch and starting to walk toward his dormitory. 

As he did this, I also got up from the chair and packed up my essay. I would do it tomorrow during break because I surely couldn't concentrate now.

I was about to climb the steps to get into my dormitory, when I hear Scott's voice again.

"Danielle, in case you were wondering, I wasn't really reading that book for hours. And I knew you were in the room. I was kind of waiting until everyone left so that we could be alone together."

Before I could respond, he was gone. I realized that this was Scott's plan all along. But why did he want to ask me out so badly? I was overwhelmed by everything that had just happened and still couldn't process something through my head. 

Scott McCall had just asked me out.