Year 1... My Protective Brother

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As Me and Zane walked through the empty halls, he gave me a lecture on how a Gryffindor is bad luck, and they'd hurt me. I knew that he was kinda right, considering Griffondor and Slytherin's unspoken rivalry with each other made him think that since I'm Voldemort's daughter, and not in Slytherin, I would still get hurt. I wasn't really listing to him, just thinking of what just happened when me and Ron got that butterbeer. I started to daydream about Ron, and his perfect, messy red hair, and those soft, full lips that had gotten ahold of mine. And his warmth, the unbelievable cold outside was all pushed away as he hugged me, I could stay in those warm, muscular arms forever. As I was daydreaming I tripped on a girl. We both fell down to the cold stone floor as her books were scattered everywhere. "Oh gosh! I'm so sorry!" I stuttered. 'Is every person I meet gonna fall because of me?!' I thought to myself, standing up and helping her pick up her books. Zane stood and watched as the girl adjusted her raven black hair. "No worries." She said simply, looking into my (y/e/c) eyes with her dark emerald ones. "I'm.. uhm.. (y/n).. (y/n) Riddle." I shrugged a little handing her her books. "Oh, so your (y/n)! I'm Jasmine.. Jasmine Rose! Zane talks about you a lot! Never thought I'd meet you in person! You're kinda famous actually. 'The first riddle to be put in a house other than Slytherin' I think the news headlines said." I shrugged and smiled at her. Her medium dark skin and that long raven black hair, with those perfect emerald eyes made me a bit jealous of her. I looked at her robes and found a Slytherin pendent. "So, Slytherin, huh?" I asked, pointing to her green and sliver pendent on her robes. "Yup. I have to go, I was on my way to meet a Griffondor who I think likes me. You might know him! His name's Ronald Weasley! Goes by Ron for short?" That dreamy tone in her voice made me want to punch her right then and there. I stood silent as she walked off. I was going to kill Ronald.

(Sorry it's so short! Love you guys! 💗)

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