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after everything that happened yesterday, i can't believe we're all going home. news letters spring with details of our school and it's shining star, harry potter. honestly, i wish that boy could get a break every once in a while, it seems bad things happen to him every year here.
i shudder into the hogwarts express, my luggage in one hand and a beaten up copy of Hogwarts, a History in the other. now to find an empty compartment. see, this would be a rather easy task if i hadn't gotten into a blow with my now ex boyfriend zacharias smith. yesterday he claimed, nearly as soon as cedric and harry returned from the maze, that harry was nothing more than a distraught attention seeker. i may not be friends with harry, but i am sure that he would certainly not cause the ruckus he does if it weren't necessary. finally i reach the near end of the corridor and stumble into the last compartment.
to my surprise, it wasn't empty. in fact, it sat just one boy. he possessed a rather slim figure, very tall, and a head full of long and messy ginger hair. i stared in bliss for presumably longer than i should have, as you were interrupted with a...
"and who might you be?" he stated in a curious tone.
"oh i'm so sorry i was looking for an empty compartment. i'm y/n though" i nervously trembled. although it must have only been seconds, our eyes met in admiration for what felt like forever. "and you are?" i asked quietly.
"oh no worries at all, make yourself at home. i'm ron, ron weasley. i've never seen you around before, what house are you in?" he stumbled with his words. i chuckled at his remark, it was rather adorable to see a boy so nervous over simply meeting me.
"i'm a hufflepuff!" i stated excitedly. "i just finished my fourth year, and you?" i asked. something about him felt to familiar, like i have known him before. perhaps it was by association, but i felt so connected with him in just a few words.
"i'm actually a gryffindor, but i'm also heading into my fifth year after this summer" he replied. i thought it was sort of funny the way he said the same thing i did, but rephrased it entirely.
"gryffindor you say? i wonder if you know harry potter very well?" i finally tucked my luggage above the compartment and sat down next to ron.
"well actually," he hesitated. "harry's been my best mate since the first year. i presume he'll be spending a bit of summer at my house in a few weeks. he and my other mate hermione are staying behind a bit to chat with mad-eye" he paused. "but my parents wouldn't allow it" he said shyly as he raised his hand to scratch the back of his head.
"that's wonderful! i've always had such an admiration for harry, he is given much less credit than deserved" i stated hopefully. ron seemed to look a bit disappointed in the words, but i wasn't sure why.
before he could respond, we were interrupted rather suddenly. "anything from the trolley, dears?" the voice of an older woman said sincerely. i looked up at ron to see whether he was considering a purchase, and by the looks of it he sure was.
"i'll take an acid pop, bertie bott's every flavour beans, a couldron cake, and um a licorice wand and maybe a couple chocolate frogs, please" he finally finished. you stared back into his mesmerizing blue eyes in shock.
"that will be 12 sickles and 6 knuts" she said incredulously as she pulled the items from the cart. i glanced back at ron and noticed he was struggling to gather up the change.
"don't worry about it ron, i've got it" i hesitated. "after all, i do owe you for letting me sit with you" i finished. before he could deny my offer, i placed the coins into the woman's hand and she closed the door.
"what was that for?" ron asked me in an almost angry demeanor. i brushed it off quickly and replied.
"for sharing the compartment with me, silly" i smiled at him and he shot me a grateful look, smiling back. "chocolate frogs are my favorite, did you know that?" i asked him.
"of course i didn't know that, y/n, we've only just met" he laughed handing me an already unpackaged chocolate frog. "and who have you got there" he asked glancing down at my hands.
"ptolemy, of course. see, i've already got 9 of them" you rolled your eyes as he snatched the card from your hand. "hey! give that back!" you yelled.
"this is the only card i haven't got! i've been looking for it for ages you lucky arse!" he giggled. i don't know what it is about this boy, or this short ride we have spent together, but i'm already growing rather fond of ron weasley.
i spent the rest of the ride talking with him relentlessly about all the years we have somehow missed each others presence entirely.
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hi! this is my first time writing a ff but i tried my best so let me know what i can improve in the comments. also, do you guys like caps lock on or off? i usually have them on, but i kinda like the aesthetic of writing with them off on here. hopefully i'll see you all soon💖
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Fiksi Penggemaryou have been attending hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry for the past four years. given the events of the past month, you were sure you had known every student in your year. but what happens when you can't find an empty cart on the train h...
