❝ you shouldn't have come after me first. after all, i'm kimberly snape ❞
❝ you really love that line, don't you? ❞
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 🦅🪄-
𝗞𝗜𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗬 doesn't remember anything
that happened before she opened her
eyes at Hagrid's cabin and sta...
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HOW YOU GET THE GIRL ? 🩰 DRACO MALFOY ⋆｡‧˚ʚ 04. big argument ɞ˚‧｡⋆
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Kimberly's gaze drifted over the neatly printed words on her freshly distributed timetable, each itemized block of time representing another segment of her meticulously planned day at Hogwarts, "Charms, Transfigurations, Lunch, Potions, Flying, Herbology, Defence Against The Dark Arts, and dinner..." She muttered softly to herself as she mentally mapped out the hours ahead. With a heavy sigh, she closed her eyes briefly, a silent plea for a moment of respite amidst the whirlwind of academic demands.
"You alright, Kimberly?"
Hermione's voice broke through Kimberly's wandering thoughts, soft but laced with concern. Startled, Kimberly blinked, her eyes meeting Hermione's. There was a flicker of weariness in her gaze, but it was quickly masked by her usual resolute demeanor.
Hermione seemed brighter today, her energy noticeably higher than it had been the day before. Kimberly, on the other hand, was running on fumes.
She offered a vague hum in response, not quite ready to form actual words. "Hmm."
The classroom hummed with quiet excitement as students settled in, eager for the first lesson to begin. Kimberly's gaze was drawn to Professor McGonagall, who, without warning, transformed into a tabby cat and leapt gracefully onto a desk. The cat sat poised, amber eyes glinting with subtle amusement as it surveyed the room.
Kimberly barely had time to marvel at the display when the door banged open, and Harry and Ron stumbled in, breathless and late. Their dramatic entrance shattered the calm, prompting an audible sigh from Hermione and a disapproving shake of Kimberly's head.
Despite the chaos, Kimberly refocused her attention, determined to make the most of the lesson, even if her friends seemed determined to turn it into a spectacle.
"Whew, we made it," Ron exclaimed, relief evident in his voice as they entered the classroom. "Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?" The cat on the desk suddenly leaped off and transformed into Professor McGonagall, stunning Harry and Ron with her impeccable transfiguration skills. "That was bloody brilliant," Ron gasped, in awe of the unexpected transformation.
"Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley," Professor McGonagall responded coolly, her tone carrying a hint of amusement. "Perhaps if I were to transfigure Mr. Potter and yourself into a pocket watch, that way one of you might be on time," she suggested, her eyes fixed on Harry. There was no trace of a smile on her lips.
"We got lost," Harry quickly interjected, attempting to explain their tardiness. "Then perhaps a map?" Professor McGonagall retorted, her expression unreadable. "I trust you don't need one to find your seats." With that, she turned and made her way to her desk, leaving Harry and Ron to hurriedly take their places, chastised but impressed by her sharp wit.
