Roy arrived at the Hogwarts train station, ready to board the Hogwarts Express. As he scanned the platform, he noticed Hermione, Cho Chang, Astoria, Daphne, Cassandra, Luna, and Ginny standing together, their expressions unusually gloomy.
A pang of unease ran through him. Something was off.
When Roy finally stepped into the train compartment, Hermione didn't waste a moment. "Roy… why didn't you take us on dates like you did with Penelope?"
Roy froze, guilt washing over him. He had been so wrapped up in his life and other responsibilities that he hadn't even considered how his actions—or lack thereof—might have affected the girls. Silence was all he could manage.
Hermione, Daphne, Cassandra, Cho, Luna, Ginny… one by one, they interrogated him, their eyes narrowing, their expressions serious yet tinged with mischief. Roy could only listen, feeling more and more guilty by the second.
As the train neared Hogwarts, Hermione waved her wand, and the glass screens of the compartment shimmered and turned opaque, ensuring their privacy. The girls exchanged glances, and in a coordinated moment of resolve, they took turns kissing Roy on his lips.
Roy's heart raced, but guilt and joy mingled as he finally understood their feelings. When the train screeched to a halt at Hogwarts, he gently took a step back.
"I… I'm sorry," Roy whispered. He looked into each of their eyes, kissing each one with sincerity. "I promise, I'll take each of you on proper dates in the future. I won't let you feel neglected again."
The girls smiled, their eyes sparkling with newfound trust. "We believe you," Hermione said softly.
From that day forward, Roy and Hermione, Cho Chang, Astoria, Daphne, Cassandra, Luna, and Ginny were no longer just friends. They had become his lovers, bound not just by friendship, but by love and trust.