Figuring Out Love (HP Next Generation)

Chapter 1 | Bonnie

WARNING: cussing. . .like three times
I think. (i do not own Harry Potter the queen JK Rowling does)

Meet my current obsession Bonnie Langley, the most beautiful girl in the world. . .well probably not the most beautiful girl in world, how about the Country? Nope. State? No-a-roes. Village? Sorry, Mate. Danmit are you sure? Yes. Hogwarts? Hell no! Danmit I've fallen for the wrong girl! I'm going to die alone in- Not so fast Mate she's smart, sweet, and pretty in your eyes. Yeah, she may not be the most beautiful girl in the world but she's my cup of tea. Current cup of tea. Oh put a sock in it!

" Potter! " I jump. . .jee you'd think a Potter wouldn't be so jumpy. Nice job. What did I tell you Brain! " Move out of the doorway wonderboy. " I cringe. Why does she have use that nickname?

I look to see a slightly annoyed Madam Irma Pince. " Sorry Madam. " I sqeuk in my craking voice. I move out of the doorway and speed-walk to the back. Out of sight out of mind. I stop at the back window.

" It sure is a gloomy day out. " I mumble under my breath as I lean against the window the coldness makes me shiver. The rain is coming down hard and the sky is a dull lifeless gray. I hate days like this the whole world seems dark, hopless and desolateful. I smirk into the glass' refleation. " Fun quidditch pratice tonight. " I grumble adding a few adjectives to emulate my feelings. I turn roughly from the window and stop and look at the people in the library.

Jee. . .it's dead in here. There's a few scattered groups of kids at the long tables. The first table has a group of 1st year hulded fairest from me with a pile of books, and bright knited sweaters.

The second table has a group of 4, 7 and 6 years talking quietly with an open book in the middle. A Hufflepuff, muggleborn girl, named Haily with her blonde hair braided down to her waist is pointing at the book alot. I smile at her she's so so talktive. . .I can almost hear her voice.

Table after table is empty but, the center table has a couple curled up to each other with a closed book sitting on the table. I smile. . .oh how I envy passionate and long-lasting lovers. . .all of my relationships end, before I can began to feel to passionately or even truely. . .the vicious cycle of my life.

The girl, Augustine has brown hair in a large bun, skinny jeans, a gray tee shirt and her boyfriend's, Carson's, leather jacket draped upon her shoulders. She leans against him with his muslar build, deep cold blue eyes, red hair and a sharp jaw line. Carson's has on jeans and a fading Slytherin sweatshirt.

Carson is a Slyteirn and Augustine is a Gryffindor. . .and the sun rose this morning what's the point, Einstein? I shake my head, but it shoulden't be that simple that's the thing, Brain. Oh, I didn't say anything you must be hearing things Jamie. Oh I see. . .but you do realize in order to not talk to me you can't make sarcastic comments. Um. . .I'll say that's some offaly odd wind. Oh haha Brain. . .now as I was saying before I was so rudely inturpeted! * loud flipping of a magazine page *

Anyhow, most inter-house couples have that one freind who hates there realationship. To tell you the truth I don't understand why Hogwarts has a mutual understanding for this couple. I know some people who don't like them together but the keep there mouth shut, I suppose they don't want the mobb of people who love them together to attack. But my question is why they have the reason, I mean people do much more stuipd stuff than that all the time?

I'm living in a time of change at Hogwarts; inter-house dating is the norm and your blood statues matters less and less. I feel as though there relationship has been the push for many people. We can humanize them for two reasons they are both rebelling against there parents as every teen does, and reason two they are in stuipd blind love.