The Challenge

Chapter 21

   "Not now, Tom." I laugh as I pushed Tom away.

   Tom snuggles his face into the crook of my neck, "mmm. Why not now?"

   "Because I'm doing homework!"

   "Do it later." Tom whines and wraps his arms around me.

   I sigh in annoyance, "come on, Tom. I need to finish with essay!"

   "When is it due?" Tom asks as he kisses my neck.

   "Tomorrow. Now quite it!" I push Tom away.

   Tom groans, "how much longer?"

   "1 more inch," I replied. "Just wait till I'm finished." Tom finally stops and lets me finish my potions essay. 

   Once I finished, I put everything away and into my bag. "Done?" Tom asks excitingly. 

   I roll my eyes and stood up, "yeah. Just let me put my bag away." I grab my bag and went upstairs, to my dorm. I toss my bag onto my bed and I changed out of my uniform. I put on some shorts, an over sized sweater, and some toms. 

   I went back down to the common room and jumped onto a couch. "What do you want to do?" I ask Tom.

   He stands up and held his hand out for me to grab. " Let's go to the Lake."

   "Okay," I stand up and grabbed his hand. He locks our fingers together and we went to the Lake. 

   Once we got there, I sit down under a tree and leaned on the tree. Tom lays down, with his head on my lap. "Hey," Tom says in a small sing song, voice.

   I laugh and ran my hand through his hair. "Hey."

   Tom grabs my hand and intertwine our fingers together. We just sat there, enjoying the sun's warmth, with a breeze blowing. Enjoying each other's presents. "I love you," Tom says looking at me.

   I smile back at him, "I love you too."

-x-

{50. See how many rounds of ‘100 Bottles of Butter Beer on the Wall’ he can take before he swears and draws

his wand

51. Tell him you’re leaving to see if he cries out of sheer joy}

   "83 bottles of butter beer on the wall, 83 bottles of butter beer. Take one down and pass it around - 82 bottles of butter beer on the wall!" I sang.

   James groans, "WILL YOU SHUT UP!?!?!"

   I smile at me, "82 bottles of butter beer on the wall, 82 bottles of butter beer. Take one down and pass it around - 81 bottles of butter beer on the wall!"

   James hits my arm, he like, back handed my arm. "SHUT THE HELL UP!"

   "One more! 81 bottles of butter beer on the wall, 81 bottles of butter beer. Take one down and pass it around - 80 bottles of butter beer on the wall!"

   "Blimey, Malfoy!" James groans and tries to walk away.

   But just like the past, 20 verses, I followed him. "80 bottles of butter beer on the wall, 80 bottles of butter beer. Take one down and pass it around - 79 bottles of butter beer on the wall!"

   James pulls his wand out and points it at me. "I swear to Merlin, Malfoy. If you don't shut up and leave me alone. I will hex you to oblivion!"

   "Fine. I'm leaving now." I told him and walk away.

   "Finally!" James sighs in relief. I roll my eyes and went to find Fred. 

-x-

{52. Give him a love letter and sign it with Slughorn}

   I walk over to Lily, who was sitting with Rose, Albus, and Hugo at the Gryffindor table. "Lily, Rose, help meee." I sit down next to Albus, who was sitting across from Lily and Rose.

   "With?" Lily questions.

   "Number 52. Give James a love letter and sign it with Slughorn." I explain and put down a quill and parchment in front of her. "I don't know what to write."

   Rose looks at me, "pretend you're writing the letter to Tom."

   I snort at that answer. "I wouldn't write a love letter to Tom. Because one, that's weird. Two, usually the guy writes it. Three, I'm not that lovey dovey."

   "So you're asking us?" Lily questions.

   "Yes," I smile at them.

   "A love letter to James," says Albus. "Are you sure you don't fancy James, Sapp?"

   I shot Albus a look, "I don't fancy him! I love Tom, not James."

   "I didn't say you loved James, I just said fancy." Albus says, "but since you brought it up..."

   I flick Albus's head, "shut up, Albus. So Lily, Rose, help me? You guys love romance crap."

   Rose rolls her eyes, "sure, you write and we'll you what to write."

   I groan, "so much work." I grab the quill and wrote, 'Dear'

   "'Dearest James," Lily starts. I roll my eyes and wrote 'Dearest James,'

   "Baby, this is all for you. There are thousands and thousands of words in these letters and every single one of them belongs to you." Says Rose.

   Albus, Hugo, and I stare at her weirdly. Okay then... "I thought that if I could form the perfect letter, the perfect paragraph or sentence I would be able to convey to you just how much I adore you." Lily continues, "But in the hundreds of thousands of words I still haven’t done that."

   "I still don’t know how to craft the perfect sentence structure and choose the perfect diction and word order to adequately express how much you mean to me, how much I need you, how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ve come to the conclusion that maybe I’ve been over-thinking it." Rose says in one breath.

   "Maybe the perfect sentence has already been formed. Maybe the only way to sum it all up is in three words; eight letters." Lily smiles.

   "I love you." Rose and Lily say at the same time.

   "Bloody hell, you two." I say in shock.

   "I agree." Albus says, "how. Just, how."

   Lily smiles, "I love books about romance."

   "As do I," Rose agrees. 

   "I swear, you guys are only what? 15 and 13?" I say, "cray." I sign the letter, 'Yours forever, H. Slughorn.' I fold the letter. "Fred needs to hurry up."

   "What?"

   "I told Fred to get Slughorn's owl." At the cue, Slughorn's owl flies in and lands by me. I put the letter in its beak, "give this to James." The owl flies out of the Great hall. "All done."

   "How many things are in your list?" Hugo asks.

   "60. I have 8 more left. 8 more, then I'm done."