Hi.....Im uploading, and I broke my promise about it being long. But none of you really care,,,As it seems I've become discouraged in writing this story from the amount of feedback I got from last chapter. SO im just uploading this chapter hoping its a better one if thats the case. Its gonna start getting crazy people. You are in for a wild ride:) ALSO if you're awesome and you actually read this I SUGGEST you read my friends story:) LOVE OF THE GIFTED. Really awesome. http://www.wattpad.com/2449574-love-of-the-gifted-chapter-1-beginning-of-school enjoy:P
+KENZ+
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+Serena+
Hands were placed on my shoulders before I whipped my head around and saw Pansy standing before me. “oh, hi Pansy,” I muttered before stumbling to my feet and walking to the other side of the room.
“Is that it?!” She yelled. Not caring whether or not she woke up anyone else.
“Is what it?” I said before I studied her green eyes. They reminded me of Harry’s instantly. I shook the thought away before I started to go back down the stairs with Pansy gawking at my back.
“Has it ever crossed your mind that maybe I’m not who you think I am?” Pansy hurried after me gripping my arm and twisting me around to face her.
“I know exactly who you are Pansy! You are a mean girl who is obsessed with Draco Malfoy. You are a girl that hates people for no reason! You are the type of girl that judges people without meeting them!” I yelled at her with anger and stress bubbling in my chest. I didn’t need anyone to yell at me. “You are the type of girl that I don’t want to hang out with,” I said the last sentence softer as I sprinted down the stairs and…
Now what? Oh shoot, I got to meet Draco! What time was it?! I checked my watch quickly. I tried to focus on the numbers but I couldn’t. I was still half asleep. I started to rush back upstairs but Pansy was blocking the way with her eyes filled with tears.
“I tried Serena! I tried to be friends with you! I tried to be like you! You have everything! Everything you ever wanted! You have the perfect life! You have the perfect boyfriend! You have the perfect family! You have the perfect friends!” Her voice cracked with every word she said. It all felt like guilt was punching me in the stomach over in over. I was Serena Fhora, though, I’m stronger than this.
“If you think my life is perfect you need a reality check!” I yelled before I pushed her out of my way and started to change out of my night clothes.
I quickly pulled on a thick sweatshirt and some jeans.I then sprinted back downstairs for the second time and I was close to exiting the common room before I turned around and looked at Pansy who was sitting on the couch crying.
“P-Pansy, I’m sorry.” I said quietly.
“No, you’re not! You’re just too afraid to actually be a mean person! You’re not a Slytherin; you’re a stupid blood traitor who has no idea what she’s doing. You deserve to be treated like muck” She said coldly.
“Pansy, If you wanted to be friends with me, lesson one, accept apologies when they’re given and don’t act like a foul git to them,” I sneered at her before I exited the common room.
+Hermione+
“Ya know what Hermione? Maybe you should stop sticking your nose in other people’s business!” Ron bellowed at me as tears threatened to spill over my eyelids. I flinched silently and I lowered my head to the ground. I kept my eyes locked on the carpeting. I didn’t want to see his face.
The man I loved yelled at me. It was different this time. It wasn’t some stupid, aggravating, frustrated, yell. It was anger. It was murderous. It frightened me to know when I wanted to be there to help Ron, he pushed me away.
I brought my head up, ready to face him, but he wasn’t there. He wasn’t in the common room. He left. I let the tears spill over and buried my face into a pillow.
“Hermione, you idiot,” I muttered to myself silently andI then found my self with tissues spilled over my lap and my eyes stung with redness.
My throat was sore. It hurt to breathe. How could just an immature boy do this to me? That was the thing I loved about Ron. He was so sweet. He was so generous. It would catch anyone off guard if he was furious with you.
“Mioni-“The voice startled me. I quickly sat up and realized it was Ron. He was the only one that called me that. I got to my feet stumbling because of how fast I had gotten up.
I snapped my head around and looked at him.
His eyes were locked on mine and I felt myself start to crumble. I was a brave Gryffindor. No boy could make me cower.
“Mind your business Ron!” I screamed at him before I ran up to the girl’s dorm waking up a few girls that I couldn’t care less about. Except Ginny. She was one of the only girls in there that I actually talk to.
I threw myself onto my empty bed and let myself silently sob. I heard angry voices downstairs. It was Ron muttering to himself. I didn’t care about him though. I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t want to listen to him.
That was just the thing that made my heart ache though. I wouldn’t allow myself to speak to him. The thought of it made my stomach twist violently. I hated this feeling. I wish it would just go away. I wish it would never come back. I wish I could just forget about everything that has happened tonight.
My heavy eyelids were slowly starting to close and sure enough I fell into a deep sleep.
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I'm a Slytherin and you're a Gryffindor (Harry Potter Fan Fiction)
Acak*Thank you @tragicallyinlove for the cover, it is absolutely splendid * A/N: Okay I wrote this story when I was 12 so obviously the writing is terrible but I have an emotional attachment to it so I really dont want to take it down. It won't be conti...
