a new kind of love ᝰ h. potter

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The first Hogsmeade trip was today, and even though I was excited, I felt horrible for Harry. He never got his permission slip signed, meaning he most likely couldn't go unless he found some way to convince McGonagall.

I was standing there, contemplating on wether I should hand in my permission slip or not. I can't leave Harry here alone, and another trip will come soon. I shoved my permission slip back in my pocket, smiling softly to myself, Harry was stressing a lot of the time so it would be nice to get him to relax a little.

The weather was grey and dull but it gave off a nice and calming feeling, the weather was cold enough to wear a jumper but not cold enough to wear a heavy wool jacket. The wind softly whistled by my ear before it traveled in another direction.

The weather wasn't perfect but then again, what is?

I watched as children rushed to hand in their permission slips to Filch, McGonagall standing next to him, telling everyone how to behave and the consequences if they didn't behave. Harry ran up to the Professor, about to ask something.

"No permission form signed, no visiting the village. That's the rule." She said sternly, before Harry could even speak.

"All those with permission follow me, those without stay put." Filch announced, walking towards the gates, McGonagall following alongside him.

Harry ran after her urgently, "but Professor, I thought if you signed it then I could go-"

"-I can't, only a parent or a guardian can sign, since I am neither, it would be inappropriate." She cut him off, "I'm sorry Potter, that's my final word." She walked off.

Harry sighed in defeat, he looked over at where Hermione, Ron and I were standing. "Forget about it guys, see you later." He said, turning around and walking away.

Hermione and Ron walked away to catch up with the others, while I stayed put.

"Aren't you coming (Y/N)?" Hermione asked.

"No, I think I'll stay with Harry. Have fun!" I smiled softly waving goodbye to them. I ran in the direction Harry went, jumping on his back once I saw him, laughing slightly. "Didn't think you could get rid of me that easily could you Potter?"

He laughed softly, holding securely on my legs so I wouldn't fall. "You shouldn't have stayed, you would have had more fun if you went."

"That is where you are wrong," I grinned, tapping the tip of his nose for every word. He shook his head in displeasure, making me chuckle. "You see Harry, I'm one of the few people who creates fun here at Hogwarts."

"You have a group for pranksters." He laughed.

"Shut up, I'm proud."

"What rank are you in this group of people?" He asked, trying to find something to make fun of.

"Well we rank it as who is best at doing pranks, so obviously Fred and George are on top, then me and Lee are tied, since we work as a team a lot. And no one cares about the others."

I jumped off of his back, and walked so I was facing him.

"My goal isn't to prank or hurt people, it's just to have fun and live in the moment. And since you've been such a downer recently, I am going to lift that frown into a wonky smile."

He rolled his eyes, grinning. I grabbed his hand and started running towards the dungeon.

"Where are we going?" Harry asked, I could tell he was excited.