Harry Potter imagines and preferences

part two for xleafachanx

I walked the next day with Sofia. I smile in excitement. 

"Hey, Sofia," I say.

"Yes?"

"Are you going on a date with Fred? I'm with Ron tonight at eight pm." I say, smiling widely.

"Wow! I'm with Fred tonight as well - at eight pm. We're having a picnic outside by the black lake." She said.

We reached the Great Hall. It's eight am. Sofia needs to go to the Quidditch field with me so I can help her practise her boxing at nine thirty. On Saturday, she helps me with Quidditch. On Sunday, I help her with boxing.

We take our place, today it's at the Ravenclaw table. As we walk past Crabbe and Goyle, I feel a slap on my bum. I turn around faster than the speed of light and see Crabbe smirking. I'm trying my best to refrain myself from hexing him. Sofia steps in front of me, in front of the still smirking Crabbe. Her cheeks are red with anger and she's glaring angrily.

"What the fuck did you just do?" she growls.

Crabbe only laughs in response. I see Sofia counting to five, she does this when she's angry. I see her lips move 'two'. Next, all I see is a fist moving fast, and colliding with something, and I see blood.

Sofia stands in front of Crabbe, her chest rising up and down rapidly. The rest of the Great Hall is silent. Her fist if bloody, but not as much as Crabbe's nose. Tears of pain begin spilling out of Crabbe's eyes as he rushed out. I hear scoffing and look at Sofia. She's smiling this proud smile, and it makes me laugh because she looks as if she's throwing a party in her head. Everyone in the Hall applauds, except for Malfoy, Zacharias, Pansy and Goyle. I see Hermione, Luna and Neville at the Ravenclaw table. That's out group of friends. Even though Hermione's in the Golden Trio, she hangs out with us. We walk over there and we sit down. I conjure a wet towel out of thin air, and pass it to Sofia, she gladly accepts it and wipes her hand.

Everyone isn't surprised, according to Neville ; they had expected Sofia to punch him. After breakfast, we bid them goodbye as we walk to the pitch.

We're quite a pair. I'm wearing a flannel, a beanie, a t-shirt, black jeans, and converse.My hair was down. Pretty casual. Sofia, being her, was wearing a black sweater, black leggings, black combat boots,  and her hair is in a high ponytail. It's quite obvious that she made no effort at all about her clothing. I swear, she has five pairs of the same leggings. She doesn't care about clothing. I care a bit. Not a lot. Just a little more than Sofia.

Once we're at the Pitch, I conjure a punching bag out of thin air. That's literally it. I brought a book to keep myself entertained. I stare at Sofia for a while - she took off her shoes  and her sweater and is now kicking the bag. She keeps trying to kick higher and stronger. She gives up, but doesn't put on her shoes. She tries not to wear shoes when kickboxing - kicking the bag ruins her shoes. 

I watch Sofia for a while, until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see Ron, Fred not far behind him, watching Sofia, who's unaware that we have two guests. 

"Hi," I say.

"Hello. We still up for tonight?" he asks.

"Absolutely," I smile, and I'm immediately distracted by the sound of louder punches and kicks. I see Sofia in her last five minutes, springing on her feet, hitting the bag with so much strength I wonder if she's pretending to hit Crabbe. She slows down, and finally stops, panting. Fred's just staring at her, smiling.

"Nice job, Sofia," I yell as she takes greedy gulps of water from her bottle. She still doesn't know that Fred and Ron are here. They're so quiet, it's weird.

She begins to put on her shoes, and turns to see Fred, me and Ron. Her eyes widen slightly as walks up. 

"Hey. I didn't know you were here," she says, still breathless from her practice.  Fred smiles and says , "Imani, we'll meet you in the Gryffindor common room," and whisks Sofia away.

Left with Ron, I turn around.

"Imani?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?" he asks nervously.

I throw my arms around him in a hug, and say "Yes!"

"Okay. It's in a fortnight. I'll meet you at the Hall, where it's being held. Come on, let's see what Sofia and Fred are up to. Oh, I almost forgot." He says, stuffing his hand in his pocket, looking for something.

He pulls a necklace with a blue gem in the middle out of his pocket, and takes my hands in his.

"Will you, Imani, give me the joy of being able to call you my girlfriend?" he says, smiling widely.

"Yes! Absolutely! Of course! Thank you!" I stutter. He puts the necklace on me.

"Don't thank me, I should be the one thanking you. Let's go see Fred and Sofia, yeah?" he asks, holding my hand.

We walk to the Gryffindor common room, only to hear wolf whistles and clapping, and I see Fred, dramatically posed on one knee, holding a ring, and Sofia standing, smiling so genuinely it's weird. He gets up and hugs her after slipping the ring on her finger. I see a similar ring on his finger. 

I walk up to them to congratulate them, and Sofia sees my necklace.

"OH ! THAT'S AMAZING! " she shouts, but the room is noisy.

"I KNOW! Can I see your ring?" I ask, as Ron and Fred talk.

She hands it to me and I see the words 'after all this time?' engraved in it. 

"Fred's ring says 'always'. He asked me to the Yule Ball by miming slow dancing and dressing up." she chuckles.

I tell her everything, like I always do.  It's only 12PM, so we head to the Great Hall for lunch together, with Fred and Ron, and we sit with Neville, Hermione, and Luna.

The day is spent lazing around reading books, and the clock strikes eight. I run to the Great Hall, where I see Ron, Sofia and Fred.

Ron's wearing a suit. I didn't know we had to dress formal. Sofia, being Sofia, was wearing the same black sweater, a white t-shirt inside, tights and running shoes. Fred is wearing the same thing with a green sweater. I'm wearing an oversized hoodie with skinny jeans and vans. We walk to the Astronomy tower, and we look at the stars in comfortable silence.

It's so crappy. I'm sorryyyyyy.