Chapter Twelve- The Talk

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I take a deep breath in as I hear the many whispers throughout the hall. Running my fingers through my hair, I spot Malfoy heading my way. Great I'm in for a good one.

"Eliza," he snapped as I give him a faint smile, his facial expression changed as he notices my eyes looking elsewhere. He turns around to find a guy smiling at me while looking me up and down. He suddenly put his arm around me pulling me close in the process. I rolled my eyes as he forces me to walk with him to our next class.

"You don't have to do that." I whisper to him, not even turning my head to look at the boy. He chuckled turning his head to face mine, "I am your boyfriend," he said smirking, "plus I can't let others think this isn't real. We got to act like we're in love with each other." I push him aside and roll my eyes once more. For once we were on the same page as one another. We don't want to be with each other for the rest of our lives! Surprisingly, Draco made a plan that would allow us to act like we're together, without being a couple. That is until right now.

"That was not part of the plan." I spat in a whisper. "Listen, if someone rats us out, we are in for a big one and let's face it, you are already in enough trouble."
I look at the ground, kicking a small pebble in the process. I sigh loudly, "fine."

We finally make it to class and Draco still had his around around me. He quickly brushed his hand against mine as his buddies appeared before us. "Trying to smog your girlfriend, are you?" Goyle spoke to Malfoy in a flirtatious tone, rising his eyebrows at the two of us. Malfoy just smiled nodding at the two boys in front of us.

They continue talking as I wonder my eyes around the room. We were currently in Herbology and the room was quite warm. I could smell the strong scent of soil while there was a verity of different of kinds of smells. Mostly plants that we would probably be learning for today's lesson.

I frowned when Professor Spout cheerfully hopped in. This was my worst subject by far and I don't want to hear about my parents lecturing me again about almost failing her class. "Alright lads, today we will be learning about herbivicus charm." The plump lady looks around the room as she says this. "Griswold can you tell him what it does?"

I freeze up as my eyes grow wide. "U-uhh," I hesitate as I look towards Draco. He shrugs while smirking giving no hope for answering the question. I take a deep breath as I close my eyes. "Does it help defeat any creatures?" I ask hesitantly as Professor Sprout nods slowly, "Almost my dear. It does help defeat certain creatures, but not all of them. Can anybody tell me what else does the herbivicus charm does?"

A hands shots up from a girl in my house. She has long red hair that is currently in a pony tail and bright blue eyes. Her name is Trista Reed; the future perfect. "It promotes plant growth," she says excitedly, " for the intense rapid growth and in which will also cause the flowers to bloom." Professor Spout smiles, "Well good, Reed. You have earn your house ten points."
Her friends gives her a hive five as she turns around the smirk at me. I sink down into my seat, praying that this class would be over soon.

A century and a half later, the bell finally rings leading me to jump up quickly, jogging my way towards the door. Before I could proceed, Sprout calls my name having me stay after so she could talk to me. Malfoy snickers and mouths have fun, Griswold. I sigh wondering what the lady wanted to talk to me about.

"How are you doing, Eliza?" She asks suddenly, I could hear a hint of worry in her voice. "Fine," I mumbled. The lady frowns at me as she starts to bring out some plants that's for the next class. "I'm not trying to pry, but I've noticed that you haven't been yourself lately." I shrug once more, deciding to help the professor help carry the plants in. "Thank you, Griswold."

Sprout looks up at me with pity eyes, and sighs. "I understand how much you struggle in this class, so I'm setting you up with a tutor." I nod slowly, not knowing if I wanted to be tutored or not, but also not wanting to fail her class. "I don't want you to get behind."
I suck in a deep breath before nodding in agreement.


After the talk with Professor Sprout, I accidentally bump into Harry. Ron and Hermione are behind him as they look at me with hurt in their eyes.

"Sorry," I mumble before dashing away the opposite from where they came from. I couldn't help but feel tears starting to form. 

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