This all started because of a strong urge to write a certain fanfiction for the Weasley twins. Well, if you're interested in reading my writing and fanfictions, continue on into the book. Hope to see you there loves. -Rosa (Amestris)
I'm sorry, but I found another one and couldn't resist. Also, Harry is year three, you're year two.
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I stared down at my arm debating whether or not to pick up my quill. I want so badly to draw right now, it helps me concentrate more. I should be taking notes for studying, especially since I'm in Ravenclaw, every one expects me to be in the top of the class and to take notes. To be the perfect student, but I don't want to be the perfect student.
"Miss (L/n), please pay attention." Professor Flitwick said, turning around from whatever he had been writing on the board. I jumped and blushed at the sudden attention that was focused on me. "Yes, Sir." I said embarrassed. I tried my best to pay attention as he started teaching again, but it was hard.
With an inaudible sigh, I picked up the quill, dipping it in the black ink, and instead of bring the quill to the paper I brought it to the skin of my arm. I placed my arm down on my lap, to not get caught drawing, and started with one tiny straight line.
Harry's P.O.V
When Snape turned his back I looked down my arm and slid up my sleeve. C'mon, it shouldn't be too long now. I couldn't help the small smile that grew on my face as a small black line appeared on my arm. Whoever my soulmate was, they sure were artistic. I don't know who they are, or when we'll meet, but I can tell already that I'll like them just by the things they write and draw.
"Mr. Potter, what could be so important about your arm that you aren't paying attention in my class?" Snape's monotonous voice sounded from above me. I quickly pulled back down my sleeve so the drawing that is turning out to be a small closed book wouldn't be seen. "Nothing, Professor." I answered. "Five points from Gryffindor for Potter's lack of attention." Snape announced.
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(Y/n)'s P.O.V
"(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Wait up!" One of my friends, (F/n), called out from behind me. I stopped in my tracks and turned around, waiting for the clumsy girl to catch up. After catching her breath she quickly straightened up. "(Y/n), you have to help me study! I'll never pass our test in Charms if you don't help me! Please!" (F/n) pleaded, pressing her hands together. I sighed, of course she was running after me screaming my name just to ask to study with me. "Fine, meet me in the library after supper." I instructed then turned back around and continued to my next class.
I set down my books on my desk then immediately grabbed my quill, dipping it in the ink. I pushed back my sleeve while sitting down in my seat and brought the quill to my arm, avoiding the dried drawing. 'Meet (F/n) in library after supper to study for Charms.' I wrote down, knowing myself I would forget completely and leave poor (F/n) to study all on her own. I blew lightly on the ink to help it dry then pulled my sleeve back up carefully.
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Harry's P.O.V
As everyone was eating supper at the tables I pulled my sleeve back, finally having the time to look at what was drawn. I saw a beautiful drawing of three closed books stacked upon each other; there was another book stacked upon those flying open. Above the stack were books open and flying away until they just looked like the silhouettes of birds. It was truly an amazing drawing, at least I think so, and must have taken a long time to finish. Whoever my soulmate is even took the time and effort to put little details like shading, and tiny words written in the book flying open.
Looking below the drawing, I noticed that there was a single sentence written out in neat print. Meet (F/n) in the library after supper to study for Charms. Charms? That means my soulmate goes to Hogwarts! This also means I can meet them today in the library! I got up from my seat with everyone else, but instead of following to the Gryffindor common room I departed for the library to wait for my soulmate's appearance.
(Y/n)'s P.O.V
I trudged into the library seriously debating whether or not to turn around. I just don't want to help (F/n) study right now. It's not like I am tired or anything, I'm just really not in the mood. This isn't a very good excuse, but I'm an introvert. I'm fine with being around people for a little while, even a whole school day. It's just that people are emotionally and mentally exhausting, some more than others. Right now, I'm beyond emotionally and mentally exhausted, I need a break and some alone time.
The library was empty for the most part, only a few tables had people at them, and most of them were empty. The majority of the people here that I'm seeing are fellow Ravenclaw. There was a lone Slytherin couple sitting together trying to study, at least the girl was, the male was teasing her. The famous Gryffindor, Harry Potter, was sitting at a table in a far corner engrossed in a book. Spotting (F/n), I quickly and quietly made my way over to the table, setting my books down across from her and sitting down.
"You're finally here, I thought you might have forgotten." (F/n) said, her face showing clear signs of relief. "Yeah, but to start things off, what does Arresto Momentum do?" I asked while opening my book to the desired page. "Oh, that's easy. It slows down the movement of an object." (F/n) said with a smile. "That's right. Okay so what does-"
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"-I think you're ready for the practice test I came up with." I said, pulling out the paper from my bag. "Okay." (F/n) answered, reluctantly taking the paper from me. "Tell me when you're done." I instructed, taking out some notes from another class to go over them and fix any mistakes.
Finding a mistake, I dipped my quill in the ink and went to fix it. I stopped though with my quill hovering over the paper, instead of actually fixing the mistake I rolled up my sleeve and crossed out my note; even if it wasn't necessary I like to mark things off when I get them done. As I was about to pull my sleeve back down I was surprised to see more ink appearing on my skin, without me drawing anything. 'I found you, Soulmate.'
I looked around in astonishment, looking for the one who wrote that, on their arm of course. It wasn't one of the Slytherins, they were in one of the aisles of books snogging, or any of the Ravenclaw. That only leaves one person. I turned around in my seat to look at the very last person in the room, Harry Potter. He was smiling with his arm up, showing his writing and my drawing, a quill held in his hand.
I smiled back at Harry, then looked back at (F/n); she was still working hard on the test, and only half way through. Seeing that she wouldn't be done soon, I got up from my spot and walked over to Harry. "Hello." I said quietly, suddenly feeling timid. "Hello, what is your name?" Harry asked with a smile. "My name's (Y/n), (Y/n) (L/n) that is." I answered, managing a smile myself. He was about to say something, but (F/n) came over and told me she was done. "Okay, I'll be there in a minute." I said and with that she turned back around and made her way to the table. "Sorry, I wish we could talk more, but I need to help my friend." I apologized. "Oh no, that's okay. Before you go though, would you go with me to Hogsmeade?" Harry asked hopefully. I smiled and nodded. "Of course, did you really think you had to ask?"
