Eleanor Aldora Lupin wanted to be the girl to help but she struggled to find the words to do so, until she met the famous trio. Follow the story of her lasting friendships, her first romance and an upcoming war that she can't ignore.
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I was sitting in the hall eating my lunch slowly, waiting for my friends to join me when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I flipped my head around to see Draco standing there.
"Oh, hey." I smiled. I wasn't expecting him to make his way over here, especially not to the Gryffindor table.
"Hey, I need to talk to you." He stammered. He had a nervous look in his eye that didn't really sit right with me, it was worrying.
I patted the seat next to me and looked at him. "Come, sit."
He reluctantly took the seat, looking around frequently.
"Well, I just wanted to talk about, you know... that thing," I muttered.
"What thing Draco? You're going to have to be more specific." I said.
"Well, my you know... crush." He whispered.
"Oh. OH!" I said, a little too loud.
"Shush Eleanor. I don't want to draw any unwanted attention." He whined.
I gave him an apologetic look. "Okay, I'm sorry... Anyways, what's the matter? You don't like her anymore?"
He shook his head and scooted closer to me. "What no... how could I not like her. She's beautiful, and she's not afraid."
