Eliza Jones-A romantic love story #Wattys2015

Chapter 11

I slapped myself really hard. I should have known this was going to happen. Of course, Dobby-the house elf had jinxed the wall and now we would be flying to Hogwarts in Ron's dad's car.

At that moment , determination took over my mind and I felt invulnerable. Yes, it was time now to let Harry know about the truth. The truth, that could cut off his friendship with me completely or finally lead to triumph and save him from danger. Which should I choose-heartbreak or victory?

"Oh no! What will happen now? Why weren't we able to get through the wall ?" Ron's voice was the first to cut across my mind. A flicker of something familiar seemed to cross Harry's face. Yes, realization. It was his hypnotizing green eyes that made me decide to finally tell him the truth.

Harry's P.O.V

She was beautiful. Yep, that was the first thought that crossed my mind when I first saw her. Her hazel eyes, so huge and large, framed with thick eyelashes. Yes, indeed, we would become the best of friends. Her hair was wavy and one could get a whiff of mango from her blonde hair. And her name was Eliza-such a strong and wonderful name.

"Harry! Harry!"

Someone from far away seemed to call me. It did not even occur to me that we wouldn't be able to go to Hogwarts now. "Um Harry? I think we should try to find a solution to our 'problem'," that sweet and exotically seducing voice roused me out of my senses.

"What?" I stammered. "Oh yes...yes, of course."

Ten minutes later, after a lot of huffing and puffing , arguing and confusion, three children could be seen flying, up in the air, in a Muggle car, towards Hogwarts.

(I think you all know what happened afterwards so I'm going to just, fast forward a bit)

Eliza's P.O.V

"Look! " I shouted. "Isn't that Hogwarts?"

"Indeed, it is," answered Harry.

His voice was so amazing! One could listen to that voice all day long, without getting bored.

My excitement was gradually increasing and at the same time, my fear. I gripped the door of the car tightly as sweat dripped down my face, thinking of how we could be expelled from Hogwarts forever.

All of a sudden, someone gripped my hand. As I looked up to see who it was, I found that it was Harry. "Relax," he said, stroking my hand. " We'll be fine."

It was a small gesture, a friendly touch but it was enough to send delicious shivers down my spine.