To Potter

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A/N: Hey y'all, before I get onto the writing, just wanted to let y'all know, I'll try update every day, but I do have exams coming up so if I don't, I'm really sorry, ok on to the story, Bye<3

immediately, sighing loudly as I face plant onto the soft green bed sheets. "What's wrong?" A familiar voice behind me says, I look around to see Mi-yeong. "Are you my roommate?" I say a big smile, pestered on my face. "You were right." I say rolling my eyes. "About what? I'm always right, you have to be more specific." She says laughing. "No, your not! Anyway, I mean about Malfoy. He got my brother and I into a fight, and now my brother isn't talking to me." I say scowling just at the thought of him. God, I hate him. "Well, no shit." She says, annoyed. "He and your brother are sworn enemies, all since Harry rejected him on the first day." She said shrugging. "So, he's a big baby?" I ask laughing loudly. We joke about him until I fall off my bed, from laughter.

I go down to the common room to chill, because Mi-yeong fell asleep with her nose in a book and I can't sleep. I sit on the leather couch, lost in thought while staring at the fire, the flames almost beckoning me to free them. "Potter!" A voice whispered. "What do you want you piece of shit?" I ask glaring at him from across the room. "I can't sleep and I'm assuming you can't either." He says looking me up and down, I look at the clock. 4 AM?! How long have I been here? "Anyway, I'm here to talk to you." He says sitting down next to me. A strong smell of green apple and mint found it's way to my nose. The scent kind of intoxicating. I look at the ground, hoping it was just a dream, and I'd wake up, but I didn't. "Why aren't you looking at me?" He said, lifting my face to look at his, his soft hand making waves of shivers on my skin. Automatically I quickly move back on the couch. My face must've been red because he said, "Did I fluster you, Potter?" A smug look on his face, the same smirk. "You? Fluster me? Never." I retort back quickly. Wiping that smirk off his face. "Good night Malfoy." I say as I get off to bed as he glares at me.

The next day, I skipped breakfast I didn't feel like dealing with Malfoy or Harry. It's my first class and I'm terrified. Defense against the Dark Arts, with Professor Lockhart, All the girls are swooning over him, but I personally think, he's ugly looking ass dunce. Apparently, he did all these amazing things, I think it's bullshit, but that's not the point, he's not the brightest of all the teacher. I step in the class and there's Harry, sitting next to a boy with bright orange hair, and freckles, and a girl with very Bushy brown hair and buckteeth. 

I sit down in the back, and unfortunately, Malfoy decided sitting next to me would be the best idea. He annoys the living shit out of me. "Sit somewhere else." I say as soon as he tries to sit down. "How about no." He says, I roll my eyes reluctantly knowing I'm not going to get my way, because his ego is as big a truck. His two ugly goons Crabbe and Goyle, Sit next to him, following him like lost puppies. 

My brother still hasn't said a word to me since yesterday. A boy named Colin Creevy keeps bothering him and trying to ask for signed photos. "Handing out signed photos Potter?" Malfoy said, his goons laughing. Lockhart comes into the room in an ugly turquoise robe, "god it's not his color" I say out loud. Luckily Lockhart didn't hear me. "Here we'll both sign it!" Lockhart said posing with Harry. Harry obviously annoyed by him. I saw Lockhart whisper something to my brother. 

Professor Lockhart started the lesson and Malfoy was sitting next to me was not paying attention, like me. Suddenly people screamed and I looked up. To see Lockhart hiding under his desk, and a bunch of Blue pixies flying around, one had Neville  Longbottom by the ears, hanging him on the candelabra, as he fell two seconds later. Everyone else except my brother, Ron, Hermione and I, had left the classroom. "Well, I'll ask you four to just nip the rest of them back into their cage." Lockhart said brushing past us, to the door, leaving and shutting in. Hermione used a clever freezing charm and we packed them into the cage. I was about to leave when I heard Harry call my name. "Y/N!" I turn around looking at the ground, I hated him being mad at me. 'I'm sorry about yesterday." He said as I looked up my (y/e/c) eyes looked up at his vibrant green ones. "I shouldn't have stormed off like that, I'm really sorry." He said and I just locked him in a hug, letting my books drop to the ground. "It's okay." I say letting go as we make our way to the great hall for lunch. 

A/N: I know this one is a lot shorter but I haven't had a lot of time today to do work bc of school homework, so I'll try get the next one out to you soon. ;)