In the World of Magic(Harry Potter Next Generation Fanfic)

Chapter 37 - First conversations

Amanda's POV

I was sitting in Ancient Runes and I was translating a text that we had been given. I was also questioning my life. Maybe I was doing a bit more questioning than translating. I didn't know that many people in the class which was one thing that bored me to death. The one person that I kind of knew was Peter Finnigan's twin brother Alex. He was sitting next to me and we had talked a little it during class. He was also a friend of James'.

"Are you sure that you don't want any help with that?", asked Alex which brought me out of my thoughts. He was leaning back in his chair, already finished with the translating. I turned towards him and noticed how he was smirking at me, which I found a bit odd.

"No, it's fine. I'm not really interested in finishing the assignment", I told him honestly and leaned back in my own chair. In that moment I decided to completely ignore the assignment. The teacher wasn't even in the classroom so I figured that it wouldn't matter.

"Something on your mind? Or maybe someone? Maybe a certain twin?", he asked suggestively. I laughed a little at the idea of me being even a little bit interested n him romantically. It wasn't the first time he had said things like that. On more than one occasion had he kind of flirted with me.

"Yeah, sure", I told him with sarcasm thickening my voice. He suddenly reached out and ruffled my hair which caught me by surprise but at the same time made me laugh and swat his hand away. He laughed with me and that was one of few moments when he didn't look as if he was flirting.

"You do know that I only say things like that to tease James. It's funny to see his face when I do it and your reaction is kind of funny too." His confession didn't really come as a surprise. The way he had flirted with me was more playful than serious, at least that had been the impression I had gotten. His words showed that I had been right.

"I suspected that, although I wasn't completely sure. You're a good actor." He put a hand over his chest as if he was touched by my compliment. I lightly hit him on the shoulder and rolled my eyes, something I had noticed that I did pretty often.

"How are those pretty friends of yours?", Alex then proceeded to ask. He had regained his flirtatious tone, but this time it was towards my friends instead of me. It didn't me that he asked about my friends. Even though he had the reputation of being a "heart-breaker" I didn't believe that he would go for my friends. It could possibly make it a bit awkward between us. We weren't that close but we did sit next to each other once every day. If things weren't okay between us we would probably not be able to handle it.

"They are fantastic, although you should probably not try anything with them. You're probably not their type", I told him with a sweet smile. Alex gave me his own sweet smile before pinching my cheek. I quickly hit his hand to get it away.

"Sweetie, I'm everyone's type."

•••

I was sitting in bed in my PJs. It was quite late and the others had already turned of their light. In my hands I was holding a note pad and a pen. I was writing down lyrics from a few of my favorite songs. As I had been ready to go to bed a frightening thought had hit me. What if I forgot the lyrics to the songs and I no longer had my iPod? What if I for reason forgot the songs completely? That fear had made me immediately pick up the note pad and started writing. My headphones were in my ears and the songs I was writing down were playing. They replayed over and over until I finished the lyrics.

It was weird that I got so obsessed about something so simple as song lyrics. I could have thought it through and come up with different reasons to why I did what I did. Something inside me told me that I wouldn't like the answer. That was the reason for me not thinking in that direction. Not thinking was safer for my own sanity.

•••

It was morning. Totally, I might have gotten two of sleep. When I first looked myself in the mirror I cringed. My hair looked awful, the same with my face. My eyes had bags under them that probably weighed a ton.

The reason that I had not slept was that my mind had refused to shut up. There hadn't necessarily been thoughts about my life that had nagged me. Just thoughts about everything between heaven and hell had been in my head.

"I never thought that I would see you up before me", Christina commented as I came out from the bathroom, looking fresh and clean. After a shower and a lot of concealer I had returned to my original face. Then I had added make up and I looked better than I did most days.

"Today was a good day, I guess", I told Christina with a smile as I hung my towel over my bed. By the time I got back from class it would already be dry. I noticed that I needed to repack my things. They were all lying in a mess in the trunk in front of my bed.

"I would call it a miracle", she joked before leaving our room to go get ready. Christina was usually the first one to wake up in the morning. The other two girls in our room was still asleep. I was sure that they would wake up pretty soon though.

I sat down on my bed and picked up my note pad. It was still filled with lyrics, although that was not what I was looking at. I was reading what I had written before that. Before I had even gone to Hogwarts. There was so much. I smiled at a story Rose had written during history class. We had been bored and she had decided to come up with the most absurd story ever. It was about an elephant and then it was about pirates. Completely crazy.

There was also something that I had written that caught my eye. It was about quidditch. It was about my old book. It was actually a story that included the different things from the book. I remembered when I had written it. It had been fall and it was raining outside. For some reason I had been completely devastated and I had been crying. I had been sitting alone in my room and with tears in my eyes I had started writing about a dream world. A dream world that a few years later had turned into reality.

I couldn't remember what had made me so sad when I had written it, but just thinking about the time brought tears into my eyes and I got a lump in my throat. I started to feel the same sorrow I had felt while writing the story. I a panicked attempt to stop my feelings I closed the note pad and threw into my trunk. Then I put a hand to my forehead and I took in a few deep breaths.

"Are you okay?", a groggy voice asked and I turned to see Madison looking at me tiredly. She was still laying in bed, but probed up with the help of her elbows. I took in a quick deep breath and put on the biggest smile I could muster, which wasn't that impressive.

"I'm completely fine! It's just a minor headache. I didn't sleep that well and I think I'm paying for it right now", I told her with an easygoing tone. I tried sounding as outgoing and open as possible when I talked to her. That way it wouldn't be that obvious that I was lying.

"Oh, okay. I hope you feel better soon", she muttered before falling back on her pillow and closing her eyes. She was asleep again after just seconds. I could see her chest rising slowly, proving that she was indeed not awake. We had just shared the longest conversation between us. It was crazy how you could live with a person for over half a year and yet not know anything about them. It was crazy, and also a little bit sad. On the other hand, it was one less person I would miss when I left Hogwarts for good.

Sorry that this was kind of a filler chapter. I had planned for this to be something else, but my plans didn't really work out and I had to improvise. I hope you like it though!

Sofija