It was a night among nights and I was sitting in the common room. Pretending to study.
"Are you sure you want to just ask them?" Liza asked me sitting next to me.
"It's truthful, isn't it?" I asked as she sighed.
"But they're dumb and dumber. Even if Malfoy was behind it, he wouldn't be daft enough to tell them- wait-"
"What?" I said 'concentrating' on my work.
"You don't care to ask them about the Chamber, you care to ask them about Draco," she said as I shook my head.
"N-No I don't," I laughed. "I don't give a flying f-"
Beyond the door there was an immerse amount of laughter as I shook my head. The door opened as Sydney and Parkinson walked in. They looked to me and Liza and let out a short laugh. They walked to the rooms as I rolled my eyes.
"Bimbos," Liza laughed as I shook my head.
"You don't need her, Nova," she sighed, "after all, you have Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, half of the Gryffindors, and me!"
"It would be nice to have her back though," I sighed.
"Of course it would," she sighed, "but you don't need her, and right now, she just needs to feel better about herself."
"I get it, her mom died, but why did she forbid Kris and Joy to not see me anymore--"
"Shh! You hear that?" She was right, behind the door there was a little bit of chuckling as the door opened Crabbe and Goyall walked in as I smirked.
"Show time," I grinned as they walked in.
I moaned loud and threw my quill down.
"I am quitting, I can't take this anymore," I groaned as the boys looked to me, "I hate this stupid class."
"Nova? Everything okay?" Goyle asked as I groaned.
"Of course not! I have to write an essay to- to- to Binn's on the History on the History of Slytherin, and I canhave find out what to write about!"
"Sounds dumb," said Crabbe as I nodded.
"Believe me it is," I sighed as they looked to me, "hey, haven't your ancestors been in Slytherin for decades, surely you guys know a little about him, could you guys tell me? And maybe inform me about the Chamber of-- what was it?-"
"The Chamber of Secrets?" Crabbe asked.
"Yes! That! Oh that would definitely help me get an-"
"Crabbe! Goyall!" There was a scream as I looked to Liza. I groaned as she shook her head. The voice belonged to Draco. He swaggered his way over to us as he stopped in front of me to talk to them.
"What are you two doing? I asked you both to wait for me?" He said as I rolled my eyes.
"We were helping, Nova," Crabbe said as I bit my lip.
"Helping, Potter? Why?" Draco asked looking at me. He scoffed.
"She needed help for an essay about Slytherin, and she thought maybe that a few students with a Slytherin background would know about Salazar Slytherin," Liza said as Crabbe and Goyall nodded in agreement.
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Coming Back
Fanfiction*Squeal of The girl who lived* It's Nova's second year, and things aren't as jolly as she'd expect them to... not to mention with The Heir Of Slytherin