The Sorting Hat's Mistake (A Harry Potter FanFiction) ON HOLD

Chapter 17: The Prophecy

:Kellan:

"Aidan!" I call, putting a hand on my hip, "are you ready to try it again, or what?"

He rolls his eyes, but brings his wand up to position.

"It's Tyler, sweetheart, but yes. Prepared to be disarmed," he smirks, and blows a kiss.

"Yes, Tyler, okay," I put my wand at defensive position. "Wands at the ready."

"Expelliarmus!"

"Protego!" I yell as a counter. His spell hints my countercurse and I smirk.

"Expelliarmus!" I yell again, because he looks dazed at my counter. "Say that again, boo-bear?" I smile sweetly, innocently.

He mumbles incoherent things before trudging down the aisle to retrieve his wand.

I love proving my boyfriend wrong.

The thought runs short in my head. We aren't really a couple-couple, but we pretty much are. Tyler hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend, and we're fine just the way things are.

Right? Things never really stay okay even for the slightest bit. But this, I hope, will be the exception.

"Kellan! Come on! It's almost curfew. Let's go."

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"Tyler! Let--aha--me--stop it--down!" I giggle and kick and flail my arms, but this man is made of steel.

Yup, that's right ladies, he's a man. I think. I really don't want to know about his Birds and the Bees situation.

"Never!" He yells, quite loudly, might I add, and continues tickling me.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here. Looks like little missy has found herself a new toy."

In a blink of an eye, Tyler set me down and has his arm wrapped around my waist, protectively.

"What do you want, Maliah?" I sneer, anxious to just get to bed.

"Just wanted to give you a little...heads up, should I say. James is pissed. Real, real, pissed."

And with that, she walks away, swaying her hips like she's a model.

I sigh, and run a hand through my hair. Tyler grabs my hands, saying, "It will be okay. James has nothing on me. I played football, baseball and soccer back in the Muggle world. I'm fit. I'm chaser on the Gryffindor team. I'm--"

"Stop right there, Macho Man," I giggle, placing my hands on his chest.

"You call me macho. Should have seen yourself when you healed me," he smirks.

My smile fades, and I stare at nothing.

Aidan, Tyler, whatever, he could have died. I almost didn't save him.

"Kell? Look, I'm sorry, I just, oh, I'm an idiot. Are you okay?"

I nod, but my vision is fading. And then, it all turns to blackness, and I collapse in to Tyler's arms.

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The sun is unusually bright as I open my eyes. Grunting, I flip over to my right, and almost laugh out loud when I see Tyler conked out on the bed next to me.

Then, a mess of squealing girls with red hair and blonde hair and brunette hair all come marching in.

"Kellan!"

Rowan comes and tackles me in a hug. Then, Elizabeth comes, then Natalie, then Anne, and then Draco.

Ebony hasn't spoken a word to me since the Yule Ball.