Colds hands, warm hearts closed

Ben was happy to see the subject move along, and equally happy to hear Bloom was still his girlfriend and not having second thoughts. He tended to over worry and analyze things beyond need. It was good he had her to push them into a new topic and continue the date in a happy tone. It was something he really needed considering the frustration he was feeling deep down. By no means would this cure him, but it would do for now.

"Tryouts were.., an adventure..," he noted quietly at first, trying to think of a way to describe them. "I've never been so afraid and so excited at the same time. It was horrible and good at the same time. I think I made the team. I know I did even. But I don't know if I am part of the starting line up yet."

He left off the position for now. Despite coming from the muggle world, he understood that Seeker was a popular position much like the best strikers in Football. That was a nugget to impress her with later when she pressed for it. Teasing was always fun and he enjoyed teasing Bloom the most.

"A prefect who can't fly?" he copied back to Bloom with a grin. "Now I know how to escape if you ever catch me!"

Walking, hand in hand in the snow was a romantic scene for the two first years. Bloom soon forgot about Reid and focused primarily on the brown-haired boy in front of her. The one who was making this night special for just her. Bloom, slowly realizing, that Ben was the one who she was meant to be with. Forget Reid and his loud mouth. She kept Reid out of her main thoughts and focused on the present at hand.

"I bet you got in, too. They would be stupid not to," she said, agreeing with his slight ego. He deserved such an ego, though. Bloom could tell that Ben had been through so much now losing his Prefect Badge, that being a part of the Quidditch team would be great for him.

Bloom could not stop laughing at his joke. It was one of the many reasons as to why Bloom started to like Ben: his humor. She bumped him playfully with her side while they were walking and looked at him, her laughing lines exposed.

"You would rather fly away from me than teach me to fly?" she laughed, her eyebrows up in question. Would he teach her to fly? Granted, they were in a flying class, but Bloom was not that great in the class.

It got better. Awkward anger was gone and now the pair tried to move ahead. Ben enjoyed the snow and thought back to the viscous school snow ball fight. That was fun. Bloom was so loving there. He was a lucky boy. She was a good fit for him and it was hard not to get lost in his feelings. They would be fine. That's what he was hoping for at least.

"We shall see..." he said, trying to sound wise and mysterious.

His smile was genuine and he could not help himself. This was a good time out in the snow. He quickly forgot the drama after they moved on. Bloom teased him and his whole body washed over with warmth. He was cured, for now. She was adorable when she laughed. His smile threatened to rip his face apart is was growing so much.

"Bloom the Prefect? I better fly away if I know what's good for me!" he teased back, looking her in the eyes. "Not if you look at me like that though."

The last bit was less of a tease and sounded serious. He blushed a bit, his cheeks red for more than just the cold now. Trembling slightly, he leaned forward to hiss Bloom. Was it their second kiss ever? At least full kiss, probably. It was still bad but he went for it. She made him so happy and he was overtaken by his emotions.