Finally ; Harry Potter [1]

Chapter 8

Robyn sat on the concrete steps leading out of Hogwarts. It was the trip to Hogsmeade and people from third year or higher were all queuing up, permission forms in their hands.

During her time at home, Robyn never got the chance to ask her parents to sign the form as they were always busy and she didn't want to be a bother. But she also was glad it never got signed.

Although she wanted to go, the thought of all the stares that would have followed her would have just made the trip miserable. But yet, being in a gigantic castle on her own also proved to be just as miserable.

Robyn shook her head, she could never win. She watched as people stuck in their friendship groups, gossiping about what Hogsmeade would be like. Robyn envied them.

She saw Ron and Hermione together all ready to go, they were just waiting for Harry, who was running late.

Typical Harry.

Robyn thought with a smile.

Hermione and Ron had already said their farewells to Robyn and Hermione had squeezed her in a hug which was weird for Robyn but she savored it none the less.

They both said they would try to bring her back something but Robyn kindly refused, not wanting them to use their money on her. Her heart did warm as they offered though.

"Remember! These visits to Hogsmeade Village are a privilege. Should your behavior reflect poorly on the school in any way, that privilege shall not be extended again." McGonagall called over the loud ambush of voices, with a glowering Filch next to her.

Just in time, Harry came rushing down the steps, past Robyn, and to Professor McGonagall, who spoke before Harry could mutter a syllable.

"No permission form. No visiting the Village. That's the rule, Potter." McGonagall said, her voice stern. Robyn could see Ron and Hermione staring anxiously at Harry and McGonagall, hoping he will be allowed to go.

"Yes, Professor, but I thought if you said I could go-" Harry tried to bargain, his voice slightly desperate.

"But I don't say so. A parent or guardian must sign, and since I am neither, it would be inappropriate." McGonagall continued to decline and when she saw Harry's sad expression, slight pity etched her face.

"I'm sorry, Potter. But that's my final word." Harry nodded solemnly.

He turned to his best friends and shook his head, their faces fell but waved him goodbye. Harry trudged over to where Robyn was sat and sat next to her.

"Hello." he greeted.

"Hi." Robyn said back, a slight smile on her face.

"I take it you didn't get your permission form signed in time either?" Harry said to Robyn, without looking at her. In fact, the whole of their short conversation had gone without eye contact, both of their eye's glued forward, watching the happy students leave for their trip.

"Yeah, my family was busy working." Harry couldn't help but notice the slight sadness in her voice as she said this.

The last of the students and staff, who were going on the trip, had left and now Robyn and Harry were sat in a comfortable silence, staring out at the drizzly and damp landscape.

"Robyn, can I ask you something?"

Robyn turned slightly, giving Harry a quick glance. Though they might be friends and in Robyn's head it was a bit wrong of her to think it, she couldn't deny that she found him rather attractive. Harry's raven hair blew slightly in the subtle breeze. It was the type of hair that had a mind of it's own. Robyn had saw countless times, Hermione trying to flatten down his hair but it just went back to how it was originally; all over the place.