Year 1 - Dynamics - A Harry Potter Fic.

Part 10- Vyla's POV

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(Slytherin Common Room)

(Vyla's PoV)

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Draco and I are in the common rooms, where all I want to do is relax. I go and plop down on the main couch, looking around at the very bare space around me.

Huh.

Usually, more people are hanging around here. Eh, maybe there's a Quidditch match somewhere. Draco comes and sits down beside me on the couch. I start to stare into the green-hazed fire pit, losing a sense of time and reality. It continues, until Draco calling my name snaps me out of it.

"Vyla!" He gripes.

I snap my head to the side and meet his gaze.

"What?" I gleam.

Draco shakes his head. He balls his hands into fists and undoes them again. I recognize this motion to be one all too familiar. He's got something on his mind.

"Is something the matter, Draco?" I ask in genuine interest.

"Nothing new... Don't fret your pretty little head over it."

I click my tongue and smile, "Aww, you think I'm pretty?" I tease.

He playfully rolls his eyes.

"Sorry, I meant to say 'petty'." He jokes.

I gasp, "Wow! Jerk!"

But in the end, we laugh it off.

...Man, why can't he be like this with other people?

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(Time/Skip)

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I'm down on the base floor of the castle, walking by myself through the halls. I pass by the grand feast room when suddenly, I feel myself get pushed forward. I almost fall over, but thankfully I recover from it before that happens. I growl under my breath and stop walking. I whip around, ready to let whoever pushed really have it. . .

But no one is behind me.

I guess that can be easily brushed off as just magic. I take a deep breath and try to let it go. Gripping my books for my next class , I keep walking. As I turn the bend in the next hall, I get pushed AGAIN. But it's too much force to recover, so I fall face-first into the floor.

"Ow! Sonnava bitch!" This slips.

I sigh, "Rats."

I gather my books on the floor and rise to my feet, hoping that I'm just not pushed again. I roll my neck back as I continue walking through the halls. Not gonna lie, that fall hurt my leg. But I'll just limp it off as nothing happened. Because THAT's how I ROLL.

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(Time/Skip)

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I walk into my Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom, and I spot Valentine sitting in the third row from the front. Ah, typical Gryffs. Always sitting where the teacher can easily smack you. Not that they would... just saying. I quickly debate whether or not to sit with them or more towards the back of the class. Then, I watch as a trio that walks past me go sit beside them. Oh... fun.

"Vyla! Over here."

I look to the right of the class and see Draco sitting with two other Slytherins. Now that I look, it seems like the class is divided. Gryffindors on one side, and us Slytherin on the other. I sigh, knowing that it'll probably be like this for the first few weeks. I approach Draco and scoot in next to him.