I lay awake in my bed in the Hufflepuff dorms, unable to fall asleep. I didn't know why sleep alluded me. I heard snoring coming from the boys' dorm room, telling me that the boys were asleep. I saw that my Hippogriff plushie had fallen out of my bed. I picked him up and stared at him. Was the fact I couldn't fall asleep because he haunted my dreams? I wasn't talking about the plush obviously. I hugged the plushie and attempted to fall asleep again. I did.

It wasn't long before the dream started. It was a familiar dream, me and him walking down a soil path, beside the lake with the sun starting to set. We sat down on a bench and watched the sunset...

My eyes shot open, the grey plushie still in my arms. I looked at the plush's sewn-on eyes as if he could tell me what I was experiencing, alas he could not. Stuffed animals could not speak after all. I felt frustrated.

What is wrong with me?!

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I wearily opened my eyes as the sun rose over the horizon. Aidan and Timothy were already up, I could hear them talking downstairs. How long had they been up? I changed into my robes and walked downstairs. "Morning Sleeping Beauty," I heard Timothy remark. "We thought you'd never wake up."

"Not that we were w-worried or anything," Aidan chimed in, though it looked like he was only saying that to himself.

"I had a rough night," I said, unaware I had brought the plushie down with me. I felt myself begin to blush as I stared at Aidan. Timothy shot me a look and I returned a mildly confused look.

"That's cute," said Aidan when noticed the plushie. "Can I see it?" I nodded and threw the plushie in his direction and he caught it like a professional Quidditch player. He turned it around while he looked at it, then he saw the tag. "Alderberry," he read. "Cute," he said and I visibly blushed. I took the plushie back from him.

"Well... I was eleven when I got him," I said, blushing scarlet. Aidan seemed to ignore it.

"He's a he?" He asked. He was standing close to me now, and my cheeks,for some odd reason, felt like they had been seared off. I saw Timothy mumble something under his breath smiling widely.

"Yes. He's a he." I looked at Aidan and I could've sworn my cheeks grew warmer. It seemed just being around him made me of all things, blush. But why does he make me blush so? Aidan smiled at me, and I could've sworn I heard Timothy say,"They're so oblivious."

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A while later I passed by my brother in the corridor. "Did you say, 'They're so oblivious' earlier?" I asked and my brother smiled, answering my question. "Okay then, Why did you say it?"

Timothy laughed. "Samantha, Samantha," he said, smiling,"I know many things, one being you are unaware of your own feelings." I blushed for some reason.

"W-why do you say that?"

"Why do you stammer?"

"Answer my question, Timmy."

His nose twitched when I said that, but it didn't bother him. "Skull," he said, simply,"anyone can see you have feelings for him but how he does not know I've no clue." I denied but everything suddenly made sense. The sleepless nights, the uncontrollable blushing

I have a crush on... Aidan!