Cassie/Ethan future (5th year) fluffy-ness.
"Ethan! Hurry!" she called, dancing impatiently at the top of the stairs. Their last Potions class before Christmas had ended and she was done.
The fifth year slowly made his way up the stairs, an age to Cassie.
"What's taking you so long?"
Cassie realized Ethan's dawdling looked especially awkward and glanced around. "What is it?"
He looked up to the ceiling, as if he saw the answer to Cassie's question. She followed his glance.
Mistletoe.
"Oh. That. Well." Cassie grinned, leaned right over, and kissed him.
Ethan's hair went from brown to blond in three seconds flat.