in which a witch named
cora holloway could be
described as many things
but most of all, she was
c h a r m i n g
( HARRY POTTER AND
THE GOBLET OF FIRE -> ??? )
( FRED WEASLEY )
CHAPTER SEVEN RUMOURS (ALTERNATE TITLE: COUNT MY BOYFRIENDS)
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gloria | THE LUMINEERS "heaven help me now, heaven show the way"
Cora always prided herself in how on top of things she was - especially with her school work. People always seemed dazed by how little homework she had, how she was always the first to hand her work in, and yet how she was the top of every class.
But in all fairness, it was easy for her. Cora was blessed to be smart naturally, and less blessed to have been born to overbearing and overachieving parents. In her classes she always finished early and rather than wasting her time she completed the homework that she had been assigned. If she didn't finish it in class most nights she struggled to fall asleep. So rather than stare at the green cloth above her poster bed she completed her homework.
It was a system that really worked. But in her sixth year it seemed to be falling apart. It was the first year of her NEWTS and the workload was a lot more than she had been anticipating. She now spent most of her free lessons in the library or in the common room writing.
So that's how she found herself sitting in the courtyard by herself on Friday afternoon. Fred had offered to come with her but she knew he would simply be a distraction. See she had to finish an astronomy essay that she hadn't even started by Monday morning. It had been given to them at the start of the week but had simply slipped her mind.
On the weekend she was planning to spend all day Saturday at Hogsmeade (only having been once briefly that school year). Sunday she knew she wouldn't feel motivated to do it so if she left it to then it would take twice as long. On top of the other little bits of homework she had to do as well.
It had been working out okay having written two thirds of it in about an hour, until Harry had to break her from her trance. "Cora!" She looked up at the boy who was now blocking the sun. He looked like a ghost as it filtered around him. She didn't say a word as he continued.
"Can I sit?" He didn't wait for an answer as he took the empty seat beside her. They hadn't spoken since she gave him a stern talking to a couple days prior. He had sent a couple of awkward looks her way but nothing else. "I want to start by saying sorry, I shouldn't have thought that you were bad because you're a Slytherin."
She raised her eyebrows but still said nothing. "I shouldn't have grouped all of you together like that because Malfoy is a git. I..uh...also shouldn't've listen to the rumours about you." He almost hung his head in shame, but Cora took no notice as her ears perked up.
"Rumours?" Her eyebrows were furrowed and Harry seemed to open and close his mouth. Debating weather to say something or not. He made the right decision and in the end quickly changed the subject before she could protest.
