III - MISTAKES

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TW: HARM/VIOLENCE

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TW: HARM/VIOLENCE

Mistakes
Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Tʜʀᴇᴇ

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aurelia lupin

MY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL was interesting. However, I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. The new professor, Umbridge, is very irritable. I don't know if it's just me, because anger issues is known to run in my family, or if it is actually true.

I haven't talked to the trio much since my sorting, I think they are mad at me. Or it's just me over reacting since I tend to do that a lot.

My first party was tonight, I was very excited.

I was attempting to get Daphne to go. Seeing as the only other main girl friends I have is Pansy and Hermione but I doubt she was invited and Pansy will probably be occupied with girls as Draco told me she was tend to do at parties.

"Daphne, please. I would have nobody to hang out with and I would look stupid."

"You have all those boys out there that I'm sure would love to preoccupy you for the night. You are one of the most beautiful girls Hogwarts has ever had" Daphne sighed, leaning back against her headboard.

"Daph you are way prettier than me- and you know it" I assured her, sitting on her bed and grabbing her arms. "Have faith in yourself."

I grinned at her, "And you might get yourself some action from Mr. Pucey... why does his name sound like pussy?"

"Aurelia!"

"Sorry"

"Alright!" She chuckled, "I'll go"

"Really?!" I cheered, squeezing her hands.

"Yes" She smiled, "Now go get ready, Relia!"

"Alright, Alright"

I wish I shared a dorm with her, but mine was lonely. I didn't get to share one like the other students did and I didn't know why.

As I walked out of her dorm and down the hallway, someone dropped their books right at my feet.

"Fuck" They muttered under their breath, grabbing the books.

I started helping him pick up the books. I then noticed they said the name 'Theodore Nott' on them. Daphne told me about him. They said he was in there friends group but hasn't been very talkative this year. He then looked up at me and our eyes met.

We both stopped picking up the books, "I'm sorry uh—" I started but he cut me off and grabbed the rest of his books.

"Watch where you're going next time." He spat and walked away from me.

Who did he think he was?

"If I remember correctly," I started as he turned back toward me with an annoyed expression. "You bumped into me actually. I was walking out from my dear old friend's dorm when you spilled your books all over m—"

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