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"Please, don't leave me!"
"I have to."
"Hermione actually listen to your heart, you love me."
"Ivy, you were nothing but a Summer love."
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Ivy Primrose Smith, the girl who was He...
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Have you ever wanted something so badly, but you couldn't even touch it? Ivy was having the same exact problem with the girl named Hermione Granger. All she could think about was kissing, touching, hell or even talking to her, but she was scared that she would say something and screw her chances of ever being with her, and that including the future. Ivy still didn't know what her purpose of being here in 1995 was, but she just wanted to go back to her time and snuggle with her lover.
She was walking down the endless halls and then found the room of Defense Against the Dark Arts. She had a pit in her stomach that was telling her to turn back, but she went on and saw that a seat next to Hermione was open.
She bit her bottom lip and thought about it as one of the Parvati twins created a flying sparrow out of paper and the girl then thought better of her judgement and sat down next to the bushy haired girl.
Hermione looked up and smiled slightly over at the girl. "Oh, you're actually going to sit by me?" She asked and Ivy chuckled nervously while rubbing the back of her neck.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, it's just I was afraid you would spill your drink on me." She teased and Hermione gasped while slapping her arm slightly.
"That was one time." She said and Ivy chuckled rolling her eyes.
"More like three." She mumbled and that's when the bird was burnt into ashes and landed on Ivy's side of the desk and she looked down with furrowed eyebrows.
Her brown eyes then looked over the towards the woman who was smiling sickly sweet.
Her hair was pinned back to brown rolls and a pink hat to cover the top. Her dress and jacket over the top of it were all bright pink and they clashed together making the girls eyes slightly burn.
"That's better." She said and smiled over at the burnt piece of paper.
Ivy could feel her blood start to boil over the small act and she didn't no if she should act on it or bite her tongue.
When the woman then started her lesson her fingers kept hitting the desk. "O. W. L. S. Owls, the testing for all fifth years." She said and then flicked her wand to start passing out books. Hermione grabbed one and looked over the cover in disgust.
She raised her hand and Professor Umbridge looked over her. "Yes, Miss?" She then asked looking over the young girl.
"Are we not going to be practicing the spells?" She asked hopefully and the woman giggled.
"No, this will be a safe environment that we will learn how by reading and writing." She said and then Harry's eyebrows furrowed in anger.
"You mean to tell us that we will not be learning any spells?" He asked and the woman looked over him in anger.
"Who would possibly want to hurt children?" She asked in a high voice as Ivy even knew the answer.
"I don't know, maybe Voldemort?" She asked and everyone in the room gasped, even the girl next to her. She looked at her in confusion. "What did I say?" She asked and the old woman sneered at her.
"Children should raise their hands." She stated clearly and Harry nods his head.
"So you're saying Cedric Diggory dropped dead on his own accord!" Harry yelled and her head shook.
"No! Cedric Diggory's death as a tragic accident." She said softly and Harry grew angrier.
"It was murder!" He yelled and Umbridge stopped him with a shrill scream.
"Enough! Enough. Mr. Potter meet me in my office tonight." She said and gave him a smile and Umbridge pointed her wand over to Ivy's hand and a burning sensation creeped along her skin and veins and she stopped her finger tapping and hissed in pain holding her hand.
Hermione looked over her and furrowed her eyebrows as Umbridge smirked and started teaching along the way.
Ivy looked over her hand and gasped when she saw a burn mark pressed against her tan skin and Hermione gasped pulling her hand over into her own.
"What just happened?" She asked and Ivy's eyes looked over into the dark black ones of the devil.
"The mouse just burnt me, but I'm going to be the meanest bitch around." She muttered angrily and Hermione looked over at Ivy in confusion.
