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Amara's POV
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It's been about two months since I last spoke to Sebastian, I've hardly looked in his direction. I have heard his snide comments and felt his daggers. At some point they stopped, I feel like Taylor is to blame, but I'm not complaining. I spent a lot of time at the Gryffindor table with Taylor, I refused to go near the Slytherin table. I befriended two Gryffindors, Leander, and Garreth. I've spoken to Garreth a few times in potions and thought he was obnoxious. After talking to him for two months he's quite charming. He would walk with Poppy, Natty, and me to potions class. He sat at our table with us instead of with his other housemates. It was nice to have him around, I had forgotten all about the Slytherin boy.
"Blast! Garreth, would you mind helping me with this potion? I can't get it right." I let out in frustration.
"Of course! I would be delighted to assist." He gave me a confident smile and took a look at my cauldron before looking at his ingredients. "What exactly is the potion supposed to be?"
"Invisibility potion. I never made them so Professor Sharp has me doing just that. I don't know what I'm doing wrong!" I pouted sticking out my bottom lip.
He gave me a smirk and stepped closer to my station. "Well, potions are all about patience and precision. You may know the right ingredients, but maybe the exact proportions are slightly off. What is the potion doing?"
"It's going poof in a puff of cloud." I made the motion with my hands. "I'm not supposed to be making a cloud."
"Interesting." He looked at his book and then back into my cauldron. "That's a bit odd. The Potion shouldn't do that. Are you sure you're using the right ingredients?"
I looked down at my book's ingredients list. "I think so..." I trailed.
A confused look formed on his face. "Hm. Can I take a look?" He held out his hands for my book.
"Yes, please! What am I doing wrong?" I passed him the book.
He studied the book carefully before letting out a sigh. "You're missing this!" He pulled out a small crystal vial from his bag and held it between his thumb and index finger. "This is a little difficult to come by, so I understand how you could've missed it. Don't beat yourself up over it."
"Oh!" My eyes lit up. "Thank you so much!"
"See?" He said smiling warmly and took a step closer to me. "And remember, potions are all about precision, so take your time and focus- never be afraid to consult your books or someone else. You may be a beautiful and talented Hufflepuff, but there's always more to learn." He gave me a warm and reassuring smile. He was so kind and patient.
"I owe you one," I spoke softly, he was just inches from me. My heart raced.
"You don't owe me anything. I'm glad I could be of some help to you. And if you ever feel you need some extra help with potions, or just want to practice your skills, feel free to come see me." His voice lowered and he smiled. I was flustered.
"Mister Weasley, are you flirting with me?" My voice lowered to match his.
He began to blush and laugh awkwardly. "Maybe just a little." He gave a nervous smile. "Is that alright with you?"
"That is just fine." I sighed, I can feel my cheeks getting warm.
He let out another chuckle. "In that case, would you like to go out on a date with me?" He asked boldly.
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FanfictionAmara Denitsa is the daughter of a powerful Witch and an Immortal; her family has a dark secret that she swore to take to her grave. In order to keep her safe from those who want to gain power, she was sent off to Hogwarts. Her Mother entrusted one...
