12. Hogsmeade

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That night I didn't get much sleep. I don't know whether it was because Anna and Izzy wouldn't leave me alone and kept asking who I liked or I was thinking of Oliver, and what was going on in the small dark corner of what I like to call my brain. The next morning was the first day of the third years and me going to Hogsmeade. I wake up and get changed into a yellow cropped top, black skirt, yellow heels, a watch an a yellow and black bag which says 'love will save the world'. Unlocking the bathroom door, I shout Anna and Izzy's names to wake them up and walk in to see them squirming around in their beds.

"Five more minuets!" Izzy says covering her face with her red bed quilt. "Please!"

"Izzy, you always say that. Get up before I accio your bed quilt over to me. Anyway, even if I did give you 5 minuets you wouldn't get up!" During all this Anna was up and getting on her clothes in the bathroom.

"I, Isabelle Elsie Finnigan, swear to the leprechauns of my home Ireland that I will wake up in five minuets if Eden whatever your middle name is Sloan gives me the privilege." She says, making me laugh. Isabelle Elsie Finnigan is stupidly funny.

"Accio Izzy's bed sheets." Her bed sheets come flying at me and they knock me down, as she has about seven blankets on top of the quilt. She screams and jumps up onto the carpet floor. Next thing I know, there is two girls jumping on top of me.

"Stop!" They get off me and together we walk down to the common room. I tell them about how I met a Ravenclaw called Alexander White in the library, but before I could finish my story Fred, George, Oliver, Chad, Dean, Seamus, Ronald, Hermione and Harry come in a massive group.

"Guys, guess what!" Fred shouts. "Our friend Georgie has got a date, with Lydia Sangster!" He then ruffles George's hair. Aw! That's the girl from quidditch practise!

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"People without a permission slip signed by a parent or guardian cannot come!"

"Letters to Mr Filch!"

Once we get to Hogsmeade, we all go into The Three Broomstick and order large butterbeers. Since this is my first one, Anna is kindly buying it for me. When it arrives I see that it is a weird shade of orange and has foam on the top. Everyone was watching me, so I took a sip out of the large glass.

My eyes widen, "I am obsessed." I say then taking a big sip and closing my eyes to be extra dramatic for the fun of it.

"So Eden, who do you like?" Anna says and I go bright red.

"I don't like anyone."

"Well, whoever it is might ask you to the third year dance." Izzy says, nudging me and winking.

"Third year dance?" I ask. I didn't get invited, so how can they ask me to go with them?

"After the Halloween feast the third years are having a dance/party thing. Don't worry, it's been approved by Dumbledore." Izzy says. Well, I guess I have to pick an outfit then, won't I?

After finishing our butterbeers and leaving The Three Broomsticks, we head to a sweet shop called honeydukes. It is brightly coloured and smells amazing. Fred, George and Oliver go mad and start running around the shop, leaving Anna, Izzy and I laughing and grabbing different sweets and putting them into a small blue plastic bag.

It was hard to pick the sweets I wanted, but soon enough I found ones that I was pretty fond of: Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Cauldron Cakes, Chocolate Frogs, Exploding Bonbons, Fizzing Whizzbees and Sugared Butterfly Wings. Yes, a lot. But Anna, Izzy and I are probably going to scran on it all tonight.

Next, we walk to a new pet shop on high street. I walk in and see the most beautiful animals: Dogs, cats, toads, owls ,cats, rats. Did I mention cats? I immediately walk over to the kitties due to my obsession and sit down. There was one that caught my eye; it was a small, fluffy white cat with bright blue eyes.

"Hello, little one." I say in a high pitched voice, but very softly. I don't care about all my friends watching me with a confused face, this cat is just to god damn cute!

The little cat walked into my lap and started to purr. Tears started to spring up in my eyes, yes tears. I have a weird spiritual connection with cats.

"Excuse me sir, what's this little ones name?" I ask the tall, brown-haired man with a questionably curly moustache.

"He doesn't have one yet, love. Only 2 weeks old that one. Waiting for someone to buy her, love." He says giving her a little stroke on he head and then walk away. A small tear falls from my left eye. Everyone starts laughing like mad men.

"Why are you crying?" Oliver says In between laughs.

"She's so cute. I want her, I really really want her." I say in between little sobs.

"Hello, I am Eden Sloan and I'm from France. I love cats more that I love myself." Fred and George mock.

I put the cat down in its little bed. "Goodbye, little one." I say then we leave the shop.

"Oliver? OLIVER!" I hear a high pitched, girly, annoying voice shout from behind us. I turn around and see a girl with a tall figure, long straight blonde hair and blue eyes. Clara Whittle. She runs up to Oliver and hugs him tightly. He awkwardly hugs back.

"I haven't spoken to you in a week! You've been to distracted with that new player on your team. Who is he? Do I know him?" She asks intertwining her hand in his. I shoot glares at her, but then quickly stop once she looks around the group.

"He is me, me is Eden Sloan. I'm from Beauxbatons." I say, earning a laugh from Oliver and Anna.

"You play quidditch!?" She pauses to obnoxiously laugh, "Aren't you a bit to skinny and small? You'd just slide right off! Won't she Ollie?" She says sending me a death glare. If looks could kill, I'd be dead and been to heaven then hell and back.

I don't say anything, I just nod my head and walk back to the castle laughing. Oh god, just like Nathan. A bully behind a pretty face.

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