Y/n= Your name
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Y/n's POV:
Harry woke up three days after I did. I feel like all the trip and fall that he got are the only culprit of his injury. I'm glad I fulfilled my job during my first year here at Hogwarts.
I was silently reading in the library when someone placed my necklace in front of me. I turned to my left where the hand emerged and pulled away from to see Fred.
"Giving it back." I nodded. I began reading again. I was reading about apparitions. I need to make sure I check out some books so I could read them over the summer.
I can feel someone towering on my right so I turned towards my right once more only to surprise myself to see Fred's cheeks few inches close to mine. I quickly looked back at my book.
"Why are you reading about apparition? You can't perform it unless you have a license." I closed the book. He sat on the chair beside me.
"What is it?" I asked. He shook his head. "Then why are you here?" he shrugged. I sighed and face him.
"You are creeping me out, tell me what you want." I asked calmly but with hints of frustration.
He placed his bat on the table. I looked at him in confusion, "Will you carve my whole name on it? My handwriting's messy." he asked while scratching the back of his head.
I nodded and grabbed the bat. I stood up and left the library. I better start carving, tomorrow's our last day here. When I got inside my room I was startled to see Fred followed me before I could close the door.
"What are you doing?" I asked. He made his way inside my room. I just ignored him. I traced his name on the bat before I began carving it, way easier that way.
"Say what's your favorite color?" he suddenly asked. I looked at him shrugging.
"F/n." I plainly replied.
"Sweets?" I looked up squinting at him.
"Chocolate frogs."
"Flowers?"
"Hate 'em. They die fast. I can't protect those." he chuckled fixing himself on my bed.
"Book?"
"Quidditch Through The Ages."
"Animal?"
"Mrs. Norris." we looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"Okay... store?"
"Tomes and Scrolls."
"Typical." he smirked at me. I rolled my eyes at him. "Sport?"
"Quidditch."
"Quidditch position?"
"Beater!" I exclaimed while hitting the wind with his bat.
"Class?"
"Potions." he scoffed.
"Season?"
"Winter."
"Month?"
"December."
"Day?"
"20th."
"Birthday?"
"December 20th."
"I missed it?" he asked, shocked. I realized that I didn't even really celebrate it after I sent Mum a owl. "Why didn't you tell us?"
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