Tris looked at Harry suspiciously.
As he remembered it, Harry hadn't started noticing girls until his fourth year, when he and Cho Chang had taken a liking to each other on the train to Hogwarts. Then he'd run into Cedric, HP World's Most Beautiful and Tragic, and lost his first love.
So what was going on now?
Harry and Cho Chang had already been exchanging meaningful glances in the Dueling Training Class, and now he was asking Tris about her. Had this part moved forward along with the other plotlines?
Tris couldn't help looking Harry up and down.
Hang on, that actually seemed possible.
At school, Harry only worked out with him every few days, but during the holidays, Tris had dragged him along almost every day. Harry's physical development was a little ahead of schedule.
He still wasn't as tall as Tris or Ron, but he was slightly taller than the other boys his age, and considerably stronger. Had developing early brought on the surge of hormones early too?
Surely not?
Harry squirmed a little under Tris's scrutiny, but he didn't flee in embarrassment. Instead, he kept looking at Tris with a hint of anticipation.
Looked like he'd really fallen for her.
That was what Tris thought. Harry wasn't quite the shy boy he remembered, but he wasn't especially thick-skinned either. If he'd come over to talk about this and hadn't run away despite being stared at like this, something was definitely up.
Still, Tris needed to make sure.
"What's up? Do you have a thing for Cho Chang...?"
"Yeah, I like her. I like her." Harry's eyes darted about, but he admitted it anyway.
After all, he, Tris, and Ron were close enough to sneakily discuss Page Three of The Sun together. There was nothing stopping them from