"I lay in his arms my back against his chest. I can feel him breathing in and out hearing his heart race. He puts his arms around me and I pull the blanket over us."
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Y/n's POV:
As everyone began to walk back to their dorms I decided to go against Draco's whishes and walk back with the Gryffindor group. Weasleys, Potter, Granger, Dean, Seamus, Neville, and Lee.
"Oh I can't wait to see who my roommate will be this year!" Ginny says right when we get to the entrance.
Like every year, a rather large lady sits on the painting trying to break the glass that is in her hand merely with her voice. And like every year, she fails. After waiting her to finished for 5 minutes everyone starts to get impatient.
"Fortuna major" Harry says in anticipation to get inside. "Fortuna major!" He says again louder.
With no luck, he accepts his defeat and just watches her waiting for her to finish once more. However, I had other plans. I don't wanna wait any longer out here, my ears are bleeding, I tell you. Hey! Why not tell her that?
"Listen FORTUNA MAJOR!" I yell.
She stops what she's doing and stares at me like I've lost my mind.
"I'm sure everyone would love to stand outside tired while listening to you making our ears bleed, but frankly, I don't. So please, Shut the hell up and let us in." I may have been a bit harsh I'll admit, but the woman's gonna make me deaf!
"Oh alright, no need to be rude. Password?"
"Ur mom!" Fred and George yell at her before I can say the proper password myself.
"No. Silent Snitch." "Correct dear, come on in you lot."
When she finally opens to door, it still doesn't fail to amaze me. The room was overflowing with warm comforting colors. Red, Gold, Brown and more. The fireplace was on, shining a bright orange light throughout the common room.
Candles lit on almost every table ad flat surface. The chairs and sofas were a dark red with golden specks on them, the curtains were a mix of dark red and brown, a game of wizarding chess sat on the coffee table, little bean bag chairs in each corner. It looked magical in here. There were quidditch posters hung on a wall with pictures of Gryffindor's finest students. I recognized only four of them. Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Lily Evans, and Sirius Black, the killer.
I walk in the room and smell cinnamon and quidditch robes along with a fire. I loved it in here.
I walk up to the girls dormitories, with Hermione and Ginny behind me, who also seem to be once again speechless. I walk past each door to find my room. With no luck I head to the boys side, to see if they mixed up the rooms somehow. Shoot.
I just remembered I can't get to the boys side. They hexed it so if your a girl and your trying to walk up the stairs to the boys rooms they start to wobble all over the place. I figured that out last year while going to prank Dean while he was sleeping.
Last year I tried to just walk up the girls stairs and go down the hallway to the boys since they're connected, however there is a invisible barrier separating the girls and boys same hallway.
I turn around to find Fred Weasley, again. Man. That boy is everywhere I look.
"Hey Weasley!" I say to him as he turns around. "I need to get up to the boys dormitory to see if they mixed my name up there.
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RomanceThey were supposed to hate each other. Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Y/n Black, the girl who succeeds. Y/n has never failed to impress and get what she wants. But when it comes to a certain raven haired boy with emerald eyes, she fails. Like her...
