I'm a Slytherin and you're a Gryffindor (Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

I'm a Slytherin and you're a Gryffindor-1

  

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Hey. I'm Serena.

  

I'm not really supposed to tell you this but I can't keep it in any longer. You thought you knew that one story about the boy who lived. You thought you knew the whole story.

  You're sadly mistaken.  

The story you thought you knew was the twisted version. I experienced the whole thing I was there with Harry Potter throughout all of those years. Why I was never mentioned? Nobody liked me. I was one of those people that were cut out from the story. I don't really mind. But I’m sick of people talking to me about it even though I’m the only one that knows what really happened.  

So, I'm going to tell you about how it actually happened.   

Enough rambling.

Enjoy. 

  

Chapter 1

+Serena+

I slid my hand into his as we walked down the corridor to potions. I thought he was perfect. More than perfect. People thought he was slimy. I didn't see why.  I was convinced I was going to marry him some day.

“Draco?” I said looking into his silver, sparkling eyes.

“Serena?” He said mocking my whiney tone.

“SHUT UP!” I said playfully punching him in the arm. Over and over again.

“Okay! “ He said giving in.

“Will we get married some day?” I asked after a couple of awkward seconds of silence went on. “I mean, I know we are only 16 but….do you?”

“Of course, Serena.” He whispered softly kissing me lightly on the lips just before we entered the classroom. “I’d be crazy not to marry you.” He said pulling me into a tight hug.

I pulled back unsure. “What about that girl that really likes you? What’s her name….?” I pondered for a moment. “Asteria Greengrass? That’s her name. She seems to have a major crush on you.” I said pulling my long hair out of my eyes.

“She is in her 4th year! I can’t believe you would actually think that I would choose an immature 4th year over the nicest 6th year I have ever met standing in front of me!” I blushed wildly. He was way too sweet to me sometimes. I enjoyed it though. He was my Draco. No one is going to take him from me. Not even Pansy or Asteria.

I hung my head down and walked into the classroom with Draco. We sat down in the back as usual. I looked at him and I giggled excitedly.

“What?” He whispered.

“Nothing!” I whispered back in my usual sarcastic tone.

“Ms. Fhora!”

I instantly wiped off the grin on my face and stood up straight looking at Professor Snape’s judging eyes.