Year 1 - Dynamics - A Harry Potter Fic.

Part 5 - Jay's POV

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(Outside of Herbology)
(Jay's PoV)

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Walking outside of the hot greenhouse that was supposed to serve as the Herbology classroom, I took off my robe, adjusted my tie, and gasped for fresh air.

"Thank the stars for the breeze. I was dying in there." I panted.

"How Professor Sprout can stay in there all day is beyond me."

"Well Vyla wanted to meet us in the courtyard, and I don't have any classes for the rest of the day. Do you want to head over there?"

"Yeah. I don't have any classes right now."

"Alright, well let's try to avoid that Malfoy kid."

"That annoying little twit. If he does something like that one more time, I swear..."

Entering the courtyard, Valentine mumble-growled beside me about something and I scanned the heads looking for Malfoy's dumb blonde hair-- but more importantly, Vyla. I spot both of them, by the fountain and feel myself scowl.

I put aside my grudge and force a smile onto my face.

"Hey, Vyla!" I yell and wave vigorously to grab her attention. This notified Valentine of both Vyla and Malfoy's existence. They go from mumble-growling to a somewhat translatable growl.

"Oh hey, guys!" Vyla waves us over, smiling brightly. She looks to Malfoy and gives a haunting smile as if she's telling him something evil.

I keep up a smile and walk over. "Hey, Vyla. How was ''History of Magic?"

"Malfoy." I nod to him, my tone going from warm to cold. Honestly? I didn't feel like being called a 'mudblood' today.

Vyla gave an awkward smile and stepped closer to Malfoy-- just a bit. But she still smiled at us with a friendly vibe.

"Ah, it was fine, thanks to my small knowledge of potions," She looked to Malfoy, "Thanks to Draco, anyways."

"Sounds like a Barrel of Monkeys. And the teacher? Were they nice? I'm pretty excited to take the class."

"They were... Nice. Kinda boring to me though. Though, the fact that they were a ghost was pretty fricking cool."

"Ghost? Huh... that's pretty on-brand. Herbology was FANTASTIC- well minus the fact that it was hotter than Satan's ass. How about you Malfoy?"

"It was... OK. Only good because I had someone to talk to... Someone that wasn't a total bore like everyone else here."

Vyla snickered, "Thanks, I suppose?"

Malfoy grinned, "Who said I was talking about you?"

To which Vyla punched him in the arm. I laughed at Malfoy's dismay.

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it." At least he hadn't called me a mudblood. "What do you say we wander about the castle? I'm still new to this whole 'wizarding' thing... and maybe tell me more about the wizarding world while we're at it?"

Malfoy scoffed. But Vyla quickly elbowed him in the ribs,

"That sounds fine with me!" She beamed.

Valentine pondered for a second. "Hmm... fine."

I smiled and clapped in excitement, "Well you three know more about the castle than I do. So I'll go wherever you want."

Valentine breaks from their grumbling, excited. "Oh! How 'bout we go to one of the girls' bathrooms on the first floor? No one goes in there, and Jay needs to see it."

"I do?"

"He does?" Vyla questioned. Malfoy raised an eyebrow.

"He needs to meet someone in there, remember Purie?"

"Purie?" Scoffed Malfoy, before Vyla shot him a glare.

He sighed, "Nothing..."

Vyla smirked, looking as sketchy as one can be.

"Riiight. We do have to introduce you~!"

"Well don't say it like that! He really does need to meet her." Valentine huffed.

"Should I be scared?" I asked, looking to Malfoy -of all people- for support.

"Why are you looking at me?" He snipped.

I rolled my eyes, "Because yOu'Re PrEtTy. What do you think, huh? You're the only one who knows about wizarding and NOT being shady."

Draco looked over at Vyla and Valentine, and back at me.

"Ok. Fair, I guess."

But he shrugged, "Though, I don't know what to tell you," He rested his arm on Vyla's shoulder, "It's not like I can read this woman's mind."

"Tch," Vyla clicked her tongue as if a bit offended.

I sigh, "Alright. Where the hell are you taking me?"

"You'll see~." Vyla trickled.

"Let's go!"

Valentine pulled me through a maze of halls, students, rooms, and staircases. Malfoy and Vyla followed close behind us, whispering to each other. We went up a staircase to the first floor and down a hallway. Valentine pushed open the door, it squeaks in protest.

Suddenly I was forced into the bathroom by a pair of hands behind me. When I turn around Valentine has also been shoved in and the door slams shut.

"What did you rope me into?"

"Those two are so gonna get it when we get out! Whatever. I'd like you to meet Moaning Myrtle, whenever she decides to pop out."

"Moaning... Myrtle?"