"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞."
Sherry Opal does not like England. She was born and raised in America, more specifically in Massachusetts where Ilvermorny, her school was located. Her mother had threaten...
- Chapter Thirty-Eight - "Why must they torture us?"
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"I CAN'T BELIEVE WE ACTUALLY DID IT."
"At least try and hide your shock." Nico crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head amusedly at Flora Upton who was staring shocked down at the multiple vials before her which contained potions of each colour of the rainbow. A descending metal stand was stood next to it and all the group needed to do was slot the potions in the right place.
Flora grinned at Nico and looked around at their assorted group again. Stephen was grinning too, looking almost proud of them like a father would watching his child graduate; Snape was stood silently glaring at Potter like always but this time he had seemingly also resorted to glaring at Sherry too; Sherry glanced at him and scrunched up her nose in distaste from time to time, stood beside Potter and something almost like a smile on her lips as she looked down at the completed project.
Finally, she did not have to spend every lesson with Snape and Potter both in the same place, bickering with her in between them and the only saving grace being Nico Lawson who just found it all amusing and was now looking over the classroom to Amber a lot which Potter had noticed and asked Sherry what was going on in that very lesson.
She explained how she saw the blazing connection on the night of the incident and he attempted to apologise again, this time she listened and accepted it because she simply could not be bothered holding this grudge against him with the others she had piled up. Plus, O.W.Ls were starting the next week and Amber had Sherry knee deep in revision.
This should boost her grade along with her exam, but she never did well in tests at all, it was always too much pressure for her. She eventually had to be taken into another room to everyone else since other students were getting distracted from her pen clicking and her nails drumming on the surface of her desk, the conditions in there had been worse.
It was a library, so it was in absolute silence, pages being turned every now and then which made her want to turn around and rip the pages out of whichever book that was whilst she stared at a question about goblin riots and scribbled down 'i don't know' in the answer box. Her test scores were bound to be bad this year and there was no escaping it.
"Do you guys think this is gonna get us a good score?" Sherry asked, eyeing the vials and the bright colours inside of them that they had brewed over the weeks. "Cause I don't do so well with tests and I need this to really boost up my grade."
"I think this is gonna be the best in the class." Flora nodded approvingly and Sherry raised her eyebrows impressively as Stephen stepped forward and began to place the colours in the right slots before it became a descending rainbow.
"It will be if Snape doesn't find a way to fuck it up." Potter sneered, eyeing Snape with a scowl who rolled his eyes and continued to glare. "Any chance to stop me from succeeding, right?"
