(you are a Slytherin in this one)
You are running as quickly as your legs will allow. You run to your three best friends' standard room, tears streaming down your cheeks.
Everyone in Slytherin thinks you're vicious and cruel. You are the polar opposite, coming from a Gryffindor pedigree, and you were astonished to be sorted into Slytherin.
"Chocolate Frog." You cried out to the Fat Lady. You stroll straight in, immediately feeling at ease.
"Hey, Y/n--woah, what happened to you?" Ron inquired as his smile faded, drawing the other two's attention to you.
"Blaise was what happened to me." You muttered this as your knees gave out and you collapsed to the floor.
"What exactly did he do?" Hermione inquired as she lifted your frail body off the ground and onto the couch.
"I s-saw him kissing Pansy." You uttered it in a low enough whisper for them to hear.
"I'll teach you that rat a le-" Harry muttered as he got out of his seat, but you cut him off by gripping his arm.
"Please, don't." You said this while looking at him with begging eyes.
Harry sighed and sat down, much to his chagrin. The room fell silent once more but was quickly broken up by someone barging into the common room.
"Y/n!" The sound of your name drew the attention of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and you.
Anger quickly overtook the sorrowful emotion you experienced a second earlier. "Leave Zabini." You spat as you reached into your pocket for your wand, clutching it tightly.
"Not until you hear me out." Blaise glances at you with his palm up in front of him, attempting to calm you down.
"Can you hear me out? What the hell are you thinking? I can only hear you and Pansy snogging. That's probably all I need to hear." You stated this as you walked out, brushing your shoulders.
You've elected to sit with the Golden Trio that day as you make your way to the Great Hall for dinner.
Picking at your meal, not interested in it. An owl glided by, placing a crimson-enclosed letter in front of your plate while you picked at your steak.
"Oi, Y/n has a howler," Seamus exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention to her.
With shaking hands, it opens on itself, soon starting to talk.
"Y/n How can I express what I adore about you? Hones, I can't either! Why? You may inquire... Because my love for you is indescribable! And I'd like to speak about what happened earlier. So please, please, please meet me right now by the Whomping Willow." When the letter finished speaking, it ripped itself into fragments. Y/n was resolved to make him stop acting like an idiot for one portion and to hear him out for the other.
As you rise from your seat, you make your way to the Whomping Willow.
As you approach, you notice a figure sitting nearby but not too close to the Whomping Will. Head in hands, as if in pain, but knowing it's a habit of his when he's pondering.
"You'll have two minutes to explain yourself before I change my mind and leave." You said this while crossing your arms across your chest, drawing Blaise's attention as he gazed up at you.
He rises from the ground and walks over to you. He takes your hands in his and stares you in the eyes, ready to utter what he has to say.
"Look, Parkinson cast this spell on herself to impersonate you. I even thought it was you when I arrived, so I kissed her believing it was you. When I watched you rushing away, I understood it wasn't you but Parkinson. I'm sorry; words cannot express how sorry I am." He said it all at once, but you already knew what he meant.
You sigh as you look into the eyes you fell in love with. Already knowing you forgive him, you press him into an embrace, which takes him a little by surprise but causes him to hesitate to hug you back.
"I'm sorry. I forgive you." You murmured this while drawing yourself away.
"And now I can do this -- to the right girl." He says this as he moves in for a passionate kiss on the lips.
"I'm in love with you." As he moved away, he lovingly rested his forehead against yours.
"I love you, too." You said an aa and both of your faces lit up.
