𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 : THE THREE BROOMSTICKS AND THE CURSED NECKLACE

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"What if she looked over here and saw you snogging me? Would you expect her to get up and leave?"

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"What if she looked over here and saw you snogging me? Would you expect her to get up and leave?"

A/n: UNEDITED. This might seem a bit dull, but I made an effort to provide an update despite being swamped with school assignments. I would really appreciate your comments and votes. They serve as a great source of motivation, and I genuinely enjoy reading your thoughts and reactions. It's quite amusing - you guys never fail to brighten my day :))

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- THIRD PERSON -

Amidst the ethereal hues of mid-October, the students of Hogwarts found themselves on the verge of their inaugural term escapade to the enchanting village of Hogsmeade. Harry, his thoughts navigating the labyrinth of looming uncertainties, pondered the sustainability of these excursions. The fortress-like security measures of the school cast a shadow of doubt, yet a glimmer of relief emerged as the escapades continued.

Venturing beyond the castle's stone walls for a brief respite was a soothing elixir for the soul, a tantalising break from the mundane routine. The prospect of Hogsmeade's labyrinthine streets and concealed alcoves called out, promising a sanctuary of magic.

In contrast, (Y/n), a silent observer, harboured no reservations. The dangers woven by Voldemort seemed impervious to her concerns. In her discerning mind, the great J.K. Rowling, the architect of wizarding tales, had likely inscribed a destiny tied to the very essence of Hogsmeade in her narrative. The inclusion of Harry in this expedition bore the weight of a predetermined connection to the unfolding plot.

Her musings, akin to tendrils of mist, meandered through the alleys of speculation. A tapestry of thoughts unfolded, centring on the imminent Hogsmeade trip. Would the cobblestone streets bear witness to the delicate blossoming of romance between Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter? Or, concealed within the village's magical aura, did something more profound and ominous await discovery?

Before the day of the trip, (Y/n) bumped into James Frazer in the corridor along with Hermione. He extended an invitation, asking if she would fancy joining him for tea at one of the well-known tea shops in Hogsmeade. Surprised and flustered, (Y/n) agreed to accompany him. Hermione, who was present and witnessed James's invitation, wore a grin all the way to the library. She seemed more excited than (Y/n) herself. (Y/n) only accepted the offer to avoid embarrassing James in front of Hermione, and he appeared to be a delightful companion.

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On the stormy morning of the trip, Harry awoke early, his mind buzzing with thoughts of (Y/n). Contemplating whether she would be interested in joining him for a butterbeer, he grappled with the idea of excluding Ron and Hermione from the plan. The challenge lay in informing Ron without risking a hex or a punch to the face, should (Y/n) agree. Determined to find a way or a plausible excuse, Harry decided to spend the time before breakfast immersed in his copy of Advanced Potion-Making.

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