"Even though we never said it to each other
we knew."
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In this story, We see the point of view of a Weasley Girl, her name is Alice Abigail Weasley, she has 6 brothers and 1 sister. She also experiences a romantic relationship with the 'chose...
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{Harry}
After dinner, I immediately made my way to the potions classroom.
If the memory is that important, I want to get it as soon as possible. Once I have it, we'll be that much closer to stopping Voldermort once and for all.
"Aha. If it isn't the prince of potions himself." Slughorn greeted me once I came into view. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"Sir, I wondered if I might ask you something."
"Ask away, dear boy, ask away."
I decided to start off like Tom did and go from there. If I'm lucky, Slughorn will reveal it to me himself.
"The other day I was in the library, in the restricted section and I came across something rather odd about a very rare piece of magic."
"Yes, and what was this rare piece of magic?"
"Well, I don't know. I can't remember the name exactly. It got me wondering, are there some kinds of magic you're not allowed to teach us?"
"I-I'm potions master, Harry. I think your question better be posed to Professor Snape."
"Yes. Um...He and I don't exactly see eye to eye, sir. What I mean to say is, well, he's not like you. He might misunderstand."
"Yes. There can be no light without the dark, and so it is with magic. Myself, I always strive to live within the light. I suggest you do the same."
"Is that what you told Tom Riddle, sir when he came asking questions?"
Perhaps that was a bit too straightforward.
"Dumbledore put you up to this, didn't he?"
I stayed quiet. I think I may have just ruined my chance to get any answers out of him.
"Didn't he?" Slughorn demanded. Before I could answer he waved his hand. "Never mind, just go."
I left the classroom and headed back to the common room.
-ʚĭɞ - {Alice}
Classes had finished for the day and I sat in the common room alone as Hermione was nowhere to be found and I assumed Ron was with Lavender but I wasn't sure and Harry told me he had to get a memory from Slughorn as the one he and Dumbledore looked at later today had been tampered with.
I sat reading my book, yawning occasionally as I grew more tired.
I felt someone cover my eyes, blocking my vision with their hands.
"Guess who." They said and I instantly knew who it was.
"hmm, Hermione?" I said sarcastically before I heard Harry chuckle and he immediately pulled a serious expression on his face. "Alice, Really?"
