4| Two Years Later

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It had been two years since we first went to Hogwarts. Returning to the Dursleys was never fun but going back to Hogwarts was always so amazing and surreal.

Harry and I moved up to Dudley's old room and we got a queen bed. There is no way we would have fit in that room under the stairs much longer.

Slate and I have been doing really well. At first, Harry didn't like that his younger sister was dating someone at 11, especially a Slytherin, but he eventually warmed up and became friends with Slate.

Slate was my first kiss and he was my first love.

Then there was Malfoy. He had always been an asshole but this year, third year, it just felt like he was even worse.

Slate always defended me though and even beat Draco up once or twice. He also got beat up once or twice.

Ron and Hermione definitely have something going on weather the realize it or not. I do wish they would get together.

Avery had become a bit less shy and I think she had a crush on somebody but she wouldn't say.

Then there's Harry. I'm not even totally sure what goes on in that head of his but I don't think it's girls. At least not right now. He was a star quidditch player though and we were his fan club.

Recently, Avery had been noticing weird things about Slate. I never really bothered to listen to her because I loved him. She basically said that he was becoming more controlling and possessive over me which was totally not true.

Sure there were a couple times when he didn't want me to hang out with my friends but that's just because he wanted to hang with me.

"Natalie!" Harry called me from outside my dorm room.

"Hold on!" I yelled back and finished tying my robes. "What?" I opened my door.

"We're going to be late to breakfast hurry up!" He grabbed my arm and we ran together down the stairs and down corridors.

"Harry slow down! Your going to run into someone!" I yelled trying to catch up to him. I looked behind me for a split second only to turn around and run straight into Malfoy.

"Watch where your going Pottah!" He glared at me as I helped myself back up. "Oh by the way, how Slate doing?"

"Great. Thanks." I said sarcastically before walking back over to Harry who had stopped running.

I thought I heard Draco mumble something but I guess he didn't say anything. "Oh Pottah!" He called.

"What?" Harry and I both turned around very irritated.

"Dropped your quill!" He threw me a quill which I caught. I looked at it and realized it wasn't my pen. It was very clearly his but I couldn't say anything because he had already left.

"Let's just go." I said and slipped the quill into my pocket without Harry noticing.

We got to our table and only got about 15 minutes to eat because it was time for our classes.

My only good class this year was DADA in third period because I had the whole group and Slate in that class. Malfoy was also in that class but he didn't bother us too much.

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"Did you guys hear about what happened to Neville in first period?" Avery asked as we walked to lunch.

"No what happened?" I asked now very interested.

"Basically, he had this small cut that he was picking at on his arm and then it started bleeding everywhere. Like way to much blood for an arm." Avery explained.

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