In which Stiles discovered the wizarding world on his way of escaping Eichen House.
Stiles fell into what seems like a portal and landed in the middle of some dark and strange forest.
"Everyone, I would like you to meet Mr. Stilinski. He will be y...
"Please fall in line, hold your weaver. I'll check it one by one." I started doing my job as the head girl. Today's the first visit in Hogsmeade and just a right timing to chill out.
After checking all permissions, I walked back to my own group. "Hermione? Are you okay?" Harry asked me with worried face.
"Yes, I just need a butterbeer." I turned to Ron and wrapped my arm on his.
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As soon as we entered the Three Broomsticks Pub, I immediately spotted Stiles near the window. Three empty mugs were sitting on his table while he's taking a swig on the new one in his hands.
"Such a pig, disgusting." Ron muttered making me glanced at him with raised eyebrow.
"What's with the roughness? You've been changing since he came here. Both of you." I hissed on both Harry and Ron.
"We know he's up to something, you should know how reliable my instinct is Mione," Harry said before pulling out a chair and settled in.
"I'll just take our orders" Ginny walked towards the counter.
"Mind if I join you guys?" our heads turned to the owner of the voice. Stiles.
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We exchanged glances, I could feel Ron's leg tapping me secretly under the table. "Er, don't you think you've already had too much drink today?" Harry narrowed his eyes, probably surprised at the way I said it so I added, "Sir?"
"I'm still craving, this is really good." he said, pointing on his mug.
"Mr. Stilinski! Why don't you sit down? Sorry for my friends," Ginny said, mouthing Rudes at us silently.
"It's okay," He sat next to Harry, so we're facing each other. I thought I could have one peaceful day without thinking about what happened yesterday. I'm also planning to give all my time to Ron because guilt was constantly bugging me. I know I can't tell him what happened in the woods, he will leave me for sure.
"Great opportunity to resume our interrupted interview, right Mr. Stilinski?" Harry nudged, looking at Stiles.
"I think so," Stiles said although I could tell he's avoiding the topic that has anything to do with him.
"Hey Harry, I'd already talked to him. I left a parchment containing his answers to your question in the common room, didn't you get it? " Stiles looked at me confusedly so I kicked his leg under the table.
"Ow! Yes, yes that's right. Last Sunday." Stiles grunted. He's biting his lip to supress a cry since I am wearing my ankle boots and I kicks pretty hard.
"Really?" Harry raised an eyebrow at me.
"Harry, why are you interviewing our teacher? I can't believe you," Ginny hissed beside him, totally disappointed.
