Shy- a Neville Longbottom fanfic (Slow Updates)

Chapter Seven

Year Three...

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I waited anxiously for the train to leave towards a new adventure, another exciting year in Hogwarts. My first two years had been extraordinary. Between learning amazing things and the danger that Harry Potter seems to attract, one couldn't know which one was more interesting.

I sat, looking out the window towards the station that was growing smaller as we sped up. In my compartment was Neville, Dean and Thomas. Over the past years, I had grown close to these three idiots.
Ethan was also there with us!! This year was Ethan's first year in Hogwarts and I was extremely excited as he was also.
I just hope he got sorted into Griffindor too!

Soon the train whistled loudly and launched forward.

"So, Ethan" Seamus said with his strong Irish accent "What house do you think you'll be put in?"

"I really really hope I get sorted into Griffindor, just like Darcy and you guys" he said with excitement etched all over his face as he turned to face him "All the stories Darcy tells us! Is it true your spell exploded in your face Seamus?" He said, but soon regretting it because Seamus's face darkened as he stared at me with fury.

Dean and Neville bursted laughing but soon stopped with the deadly stare that Seamus gave them.

"You have 10 seconds to run Darcy" he said in a low growl. Oh no...
This guy gets ticked off so easily.
I got up rapidly, I didn't want to be a victim of serious tickle torture!

"Run Darcy!" Neville yelled but I was already far away.
It sucks that your best friends know your weak spot.

I was running fast down the hall, luckily it was empty. I looked back, still running. It looks like I lost him.

I faced forward and collided with someone that was exiting their compartment.
We both fell on the hard ground with a loud thud, me on top of him.

I groaned, and looked up from his chest and oh my Merlin...

I could feel my face grow extremely hot and held his intense glaze, his grey stormy eyes playfully looked into my hazel ones.
He rested on his elbows and an evil smirked appeared on his face.
"Can't get enough of me, eh Shacklebolt?"
"Oh shove it Malfoy!" I snarled sending him a mean glare, getting up and crossing my arms.
He got up also and I looked at him fully now. He had grown taller, since he towered over me a little more than last year.
"You have to watch where your going Shacklebolt, you just ruined hair" he said with that awfully irritating tone of arrogance.
"You should actually thank me, your hair looks better now" I spat and stomped off angrily towards my compartment.
He is such a git!!

Once in my compartment I rested my head on Neville's shoulder and dozed off.

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Authors note
Ok ok this is like a spoiler, there is something I'm gonna do with malfoy, just wait and see....
Sorry for short chapter but I promise next time it will be better 😊
Oh! An also I have another story if you want to go check that out, it's called Spicing Up Hogwarts!! 💛
-Amirah 🤘🏽🖖🏽