Past The Stereotypes

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CORY'S POINT OF VEIW 

A HUFFLEPUFF! IM BEING TUTORED BY A STUPID HUFFLEPUFF! I will never live this down. I swear if anyone finds out. I stuffed some transfiguration books in my bag and started walking towards the unused classroom.

When I saw that the halls were empty, I relaxed and remembered something my mother used to say. "Always look on the bright side Cory"

 It could be worse. I could be tutored by Draco Malfoy.

Soon I was at the door of the unused Transfiguration classroom, I walked in to find the room practically empty except for a square table in the middle of the room with a familiar looking Hufflepuff sitting, facing the door. I'm pretty sure we had a class together. She has Ginger hair, falling over her face with piercing gray eyes. She was looking up at me. At first, I didn't know what to do, until I realized that I had been standing at the door for a while, just staring at me like an idiot. I quickly closed the door behind me and sat down across from the Hufflepuff.

"So Hufflepuff, what are you going to teach me?" I asked, mentally slapping myself for being so rude.

The Hufflepuff glared, her eyes flashed silver and replied.

"I have a name, It's Ella. And I was thinking we could start off by seeing what you can do. I want to see what your problem is."

"Okay, My names Cory, by the way," I said while getting my wand out. 

She gave me a small smile and pulled out a teapot. My eyes widened.

"No, there is no way I am trying that again"

She looked at me for a second then smiled mischievously. One thing popped into my head. It was that this girl is absolutely mental!

"Then there is only one way we can do this then" 

"Oh yea, what way?" 

"You will have to tell me what your problem is"  She replied.

"Yea, I don't even have a problem, It's my stupid wand it's not working!" I challenged already feeling like a five-year-old giving excuse for missing homework. "And even if I had a problem you would be the last person I would tell!"

she stood up and pulled her wand out, for a second I was afraid I had gone too far in insulting her until I realized she was just a Hufflepuff. what could she possibly do to me? Ignoring the nagging voice in the back of my head saying that the Hufflepuff could probably curse me so bad I would feel it forever, I stared her down. I ended up looking away first.

" The wand is just a tool that we channel our magic through. However, the wand will not work properly If the owner is confused or afraid." She said.

"Spoken like a true wand expert. Are you planning on that type of career? However, I am not afraid or confused" I replied.

"No, let's just say I had the same problem in my first year. But I think you're wrong. Think about not being afraid or confused. It's getting late, we have to be back by curfew, same time same place next week." And with that, she was gone. 

I just sat there. I no longer felt like I was being tutored by a stupid Hufflepuff, but what did she mean by "Let's just say I had the same problem in my first year?"  And why did I suddenly care about a Hufflepuff!? Maybe I shouldn't have shot her down so quickly.

"You know what screw curfews I'm going to the tree grove," I mumbled as I walked out of the room and to my safe place to think.

So many questions that need answers and all I could do was wait until next week to find out more.

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ELLA'S POINT OF VEIW

I ended up stopping the session sooner than I would have wanted to. But he had touched a sore spot in my life. The fear to not be enough for the people that I loved. I spent that year trying so hard to be the best, desperately trying to prove to my parents that even though I was sorted into Hufflepuff, I could still be a good daughter. 

I soon found out that that could never happen.  A Hufflepuff could never be enough. I had nothing to fear because I had nothing to loose.

But I knew that he must be going through something like that. I think that's why McGonagall chose me to tutor him. 

Why do I suddenly care? He's a Slytherin!!! A rude, insult throwing Slytherin!!! But was he ever any of those things?  No, not really. 

What would he do though? Would he give up and quit, or let me help him? So many questions, but the answers will have to wait until next week. For now I can escape, I thought as I started to draw a scetch that looked like a stangely fammilier room with one lone desk in the middle...

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ELLIANNA'S POINT OF VEIW

I was never one for quiting. That was one of the reasons I was sorted into Gryffindor. I had a mystery to solve.

I had followed Ella from the kitchens to an empty hallway but I lost her when she turned the corner. I stood in the hallway for what felt like four hours before I saw Ella walk out of the room down the hall with a look on her face that I haven't seen since first year. I stayed there for a few more minutes, I was just about to leave for the night until I saw one of the Slytherins with brown messy hair and dark brown eyes, walk out of the same room looking worried.

I stood in shock for a moment then rushed into the classroom. It was empty except for a lone table with four chairs. What could Ella possibly be doing Alone in a room with a Slytherin? Secret boyfriend? I quickly dismissed the thought, knowing it would be very unlike Ella. 

What were they doing? I didn't know but I was going to find out. I will not rest until I know.